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SACRED  POETRY : 


CONSISTING  OF 


PSALMS  AMD  HYMNS, 


ADAPTED  TO 


CHRISTIAN  DEVOTION, 


IN  PUBLICK.  AND  PRIVATE. 


3ELEGTED  FROM  THE  BEST  AUTHORS,  WITH  VARI- 
ATIONS AND  ADDITIONS. 


BY  JEREMY  BELKNAP,  D.  D. 


A  NE\V  EDITION. 


WITH  ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 


BOSTON  : 

PUBLISHED  BY  THOMAS  AND  ANDREWS  AND 
WEST  AND  BLAKE, 


C.  STEBBINS,  rslNIE?,, 

Nov.  1812. 


©ISTRIdT  OF  MASSACHUSETTS,  U  IVlt : 

District  Cleric's  Office. 

BE  it  remembered,  that  on  the  fourth  day  of  November,  Av: 
D.  1812,  and  in  the  thirty-seventh  year  of  the  Indepen- 
dence of  the  United  States  of  America,  Thomas  and  A**- 
brews  and  West  and  Blake,  of  the  said  district,  have 
deposited  in  this  office  the  title  of  a  book,  the  right  whereof 
they  claim  as  proprietors,  in  the  words  following,  to  wit 
"  Sacred  Poetry  :  consisting  of  Psalms  and  Hymns,  adapted 
to  Christian  Devotion,  in  publick  and  private.  Selected  froira 
the  best  Authors,  with  variations  and  additions.  By  Jeremy 
Belknap,  D.  D.    A  new  edition,  with  additional  Hymns." 

In  conformity  to  the  act  of  the  Congress  of  the  United 
States,  entitled,  "  An  act  for  the  encouragement  of  learning. 
"  by  securing  the  copies  of  Maps,  Charts,  and  Books,  to  the 
"authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies,  during  the  times 
**  therein  mentioned."  And  also  to  an  Act  entitled  "  An 
*f  Act  supplementary  to  an  Act,  entitled,  *  an  Act  for  the  en- 
*'  couragement  of  learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  Maps,, 
"  Charts,  and  Books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such 
*'  copies,  during  the  times  therein  mentioned,'  and  extending: 
"  the  benefits  thereof  to  the  arts  of  designing,  engraving,  and 
ce  etching  historical  and  other  prints." 

WILLIAM  S.  SHAW, 
Clerk  of  the  District  of  Massachusetts, 


PREFACE. 


DR.  JOHNSON  hath  observed  concerning 
devotional  poetry,  that  "  the  sanctity  of  the  mat- 
ter rejects  the  ornaments  of  figurative  diction" 
Inferior  subjects  may  be  heightened  by  the 
charms  of  rhetorick,  but  this  is  too  sublime  to  re- 
ceive any  decoration  from  human  eloquence  ; 
and  we  often  debase  it  by  making  the  attempt. 
Dr.  WaTTs,  in  one  of  his  hymns,  hath  said. 

/       "  Join  all  the  names  of  love  and  power 
tl  That  ever  men  or  angels  bore  ; 
"  All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
•*  Or  set  Emanuel's  glory  forth. 

Ye t,  such  was  the  imperfection  of  one  of  the 
best  of  men,  that  we  frequently  find  in  his  divine 
poems,  epithets  and  allusions  taken  from  u  mor- 
tal beauties,"  and  applied  to  the  Saviour,  with  a 
license  disgusting  to  the  spirit  of  devotion.  It 
has  been  my  aim  to  avoid  these  familiarities  ;  and 
cither  to  change  or  omit  such  epithets  and  allu- 
sions. 

The  names  of  the  authors  from  whom  this  se- 
lection is  made,  are  subjoined  to  each  psalm  or 
hymn;  excepting  when  they  are  unknown,  or 
have  requested  concealment.  Most  of  these 
names  are  familiar  to  the  readers  of  poetry  ;  but 
there  is  one,  to  whom  I  am  largely  indebted  for 
some  of  the  most  elegant  of  these  productions, 
who  is  but  little  known  in  this  country,  and  of 
whom  X  conceive  the  following  account  will  be 
acceptable  to  every  reader. 


iv 


PREFACE. 


"  jInne  Steele  was  the  eldest  daughter  of  a 
dissenting'  minister  at  Broughton,  in  Hampshire  $ 
a  man  of  piety ,  integrity,  benevolence,  and  the 
most  amiable  simplicity  of  manners.  She  discov- 
ered in  early  life,  her  love  of  the  muses,  and  often 
entertained  her  friends  with  the  truly  poetical 
and  pious  productions  of  her  pen.  But,  it  was 
her  infelicity,  as  it  has  been  of  many  of  her  kin- 
dred spir-ils,  to  have  a  capacious  soaring  mind 
inclosed  in  a  very  weak  and  languid  body.  She 
lived,  for  the  most  part,  a  life  of  retirement,  in 
the  fsame  peaceful  village  where  she  began  and 
ended  her  days.  The  duties  of  friendship  and 
religion  occupied  her  time,  and  the  pleasures  of 
both  constituted  her  delight.  Her  heart  was  apt 
to  feel,  often  to  a  degree  too  painful  for  her  own 
felicity ;  but  always  with  the  most  tender  and 
generous  sympathy  Jor  her  friends.  Yet,  she 
possessed  a  native  cheerfulness  ;  of  which,  even 
the  agonizing  pains  she  endured,  in  the  latter 
part  of  her  life,  could  not  deprive  her.  In  every 
short  interval  of  abated  suffering,  she  would,  in 
a  variety  of  ways,  as  well  as  by  her  enlivening 
conversation,  give  pleasure  to  all  around  her* 
Her  life  was  a  life  oj  unaffected  humility,  warm 
benevolence,  sincere  friendship,  and  genuine  devo- 
tion. She  waited  with  christian  dignity  for  the 
hour  of  her  departure :  when  it  came,  she  wel- 
comed its  approach  ;  and  having  taken  an  affec- 
tionate leave  of  her  friends,  closed  her  eyes  with 
these  animating  words  on  her  lips,  "  /  know  that 
my  Redeemer  liveth,"* 

*  This  account  is  taken  from  the  preface  to  the  third  volume 
of  her  **  miscellaneous  pieces  in  prose  and  verse,"  published 
under  the  name  of  Theobosia,  by  the  Rev.  Caleb  Evans, 
of  Bristol,  1780,  after  her  decease. 


PREFACE. 


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It  is  humbly  apprehended,  that  a  grateful  and 
affectionate  address  to  the  exalted  Saviour 
of  mankind,  or  a  hymn  in  honour  of  the  Eternal 
Spirit,  cannot  be  disagreeable  to  the  mind  of  God. 
To  stigmatize  such  an  act  of  devotion  with  the 
name  of  idolatry,  is  ( to  say  the  least )  an  abuse 
of  language.  It  cannot  be  justly  charged  with 
delegating  from  the  glory  due  to  the  ONE  God 
and  Father  of  all,  because  he  is  the  ultimate  ob* 
ject  of  the  honour  which  is  given  to  his  Son 
and  to  his  Spirit. 

In  this  selection,  those  Christians  who  do  not 
scruple  to  sing  praises  to  their  Redeemer  and 
Sanctifier,  will  find  materials  for  such  a  sublime 
enjoyment  ;  whilst  others,  whose  tenderness  of 
conscience  may  oblige  them  to  confine  their  ad- 
dresses to  the  Father  only,  will  find  no  deficiency 
of  matter  suited  to  their  idea  of"  the  chaste  and 
awful  sfiirit  oj  devotion." 

Boston,  May  10,  1795. 

N.  B.  The  characters  denoting  the  sharp  or 
flat  key,  are  prefixed  to  each  psalm  or  hymn,  at 
my  request,  by  the  Rev.  Dr.  Morsq,  of  Charles* 
tovjn. 


1* 


THE  Hymns  from  the  300tli  to  the  end,  are  added  to  this 
edition,  and  have  been  selected  by  the  successor  of  the  Rev, 
Author.  It  is  hoped  that  they  will  increase  the  value  of  the 
collection,  and  will  serve  to  cherish  that  spirit  of  genuine  de» 
votion  which  the  whole  work  is  eminently  adapted  to  pro- 
mote. 


PSALMS. 


Psalm  I.    Common  Metre. 

Ybe  Happiness  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Misery  of  the 
Wicked. 

1  BLEST  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place 

Where  sinners  love  to  meet  ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways. 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat. 

2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord 

Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  He,  like  a  tree  of  generous  kind, 

By  living  waters  set, 
Safe  from  the  storm  and  blasting  wind. 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  state. 

4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair 

Shall  his  profession  shine  ; 
Whilst  fruits  of  holiness  appear 
Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 

5  Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust ! 

What  vain  designs  they  form  ! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust. 
Or  chaff  before  the  storm. 


€  Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  stand 
Among  the  sons  of  ^race, 


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PSALM  2. 


When  Christ,  the  Judge,  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 
7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread, 
His  heart  approves  it  well  ; 
But  crooked  ways  of  sinners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

Watts. 

Psalm  II.    Common  Metre. 
The  Exaltation  of  Christ. 

1  ATTEND,  ()  earth,  when  God  declares 

His  uncontroird  decree  ; 
"  Thcu  art  my  Son,  this  day,  my  heir, 
M  Have  I  begotten  thee. 

2  "  Upon  my  holy  Zion's  hill 

"  My  King  I  thee  ordain  ; 
"  And  though  thy  foes  dispute  my  will, 
"  Thou  shalt  for  ever  reign. 

3  "  Ask  and  receive  thy  full  demands, 

"  Thine  shall  the  heathen  be  ; 
"  The  utmost  limits  of  the  lands 
"  Shall  be  possess'd  by  thee. 

4  "  Thy  righteous  sceptre  thou  shalt  sway, 

"  And  all  thy  foes  command  ; 
"  Just  as  the  potter  breaks  the  clay, 
"  And  moulds  it  with  his  hand." 

5  Be  wise,  ye  princes,  then,  give  ear, 

Ye  judges  of  the  earth  ; 
Worship  the  Lord  with  holy  fear, 
Rejoice  with  awful  mirth. 

6  Approach  the  Son  with  due  respect, 

To  him  your  homage  pay  ; 
Lest  ye  persist  in  your  neglect, 
And  perish  in  your  way. 


PSALM  2. 


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7  If  but  in  part  his  anger  rise, 
Who  can  endure  the  flame  ? 
Then  blest  are  they  whose  hope  relies 
On  his  most  holy  Name, 

Tate,  varied. 

Psalm  II.    Short  Metre. 
The  Death,  Resurrection  and  Glory  of  Christ. 

1  MAKER,  and  sovereign  Lord 

Of  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word. 
And  answers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things  so  long  foretold 

By  David,  are  fulfill'd  ; 
When  Jews  and  Gentiles  join'd  to  slay 
Jesus,  thy  holy  child. 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 

And  Jews  with  one  accord 
Unite  their  counsels  to  destroy 
Th*  anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 

To  form  a  vain  design  ; 
Against  the  Lord  they  join  their  powers, 
Against  his  Christ  combine. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 

And  will  support  his  throne  ; 
He  who  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 

6  He  asks,  and  God  bestows  . 

A  vast  inheritance  ; 
Far  as  the  earth's  remotest  ends 
His  kingdom  shall  advance. 

Watts. 


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PSALM  3,4. 


Psalm  III.    Common  Metre,  fc) 
Doubts  and  Fears  suppressed. 

1  MY  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  ! 

How  fast  my  foes  increase  ! 
Their  number,  how  it  multiplies  ! 
How  fatal  to  my  peace  I 

2  The  lying  tempter  would  persuade 

There's  no  relief  from  heaven  ; 
And  all  my  swelling  sins  appear 
Too  great  to  be  forgiven. 

3  But  thou,  O  Lord,  art  my  defence* 

On  thee  my  hopes  rely  ; 
My  sinking  spirit  thou  wilt  raise, 
And  lift  my  head  on  high. 

4  In  former  times  of  deep  distress 

To  God  I  made  my  prayer : 
He  heard  me  from  his  holy  hill ; 
Why  should  I  now  despair  ? 

5  Guarded  by  him,  I  lay  me  down 

My  sweet  repose  to  take  ; 
For  I  through  him  securely  sleep, 
Through  him  in  safety  wake. 

6  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  save  ; 
Blessings  attend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 

Tate  ana  Watts,  united  and  varied. 

Psalm  IV.  ver.  6,  7.    C.  M.  m  or  b 

True,  Happiness  only  in  God. 

1  WHEN  fancy  spreads  her  boldest  wings, 
And  wanders  unconfin'd, 
Amidst  the  varied  scene  of  things 
Which  entertain  the  mind  ; 


PSALM  4.  11 

  i   —  * 

2  In  vain  we  trace  creation  o'er, 
In  search  of  sacred  rest, 
The  whole  creation  is  too  poor 
To  make  us  fully  blest. 

S  In  vain  would  this  low  world  employ 
Each  flattering  specious  wile, 
For  what  can  yield  a  real  joy 
But  our  Creator's  smile  ? 

4  Let  earth  with  all  her  charms  depart, 

Unworthy  of  the  mind  ; 
In  God  alone  our  restless  heart 
An  equal  bliss  can  find. 

5  Great  Source  of  all  felicity, 

To  thee  our  wishes  tend  ! 
Do  not  these  wishes  rise  from  thee, 
And  in  thy  favour  end  ? 

6  Thy  favour,  Lord,  is  all  we  want, 

Here  would  our  spirit  rest  ; 
O  seal  the  rich,  the  boundless  grant, 
And  make  us  fully  blest. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Psalm  IV.  ver.  8.   Long  Metre. 
An  Evening  Song* 

1  THUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 
Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days, 
And  every  evening  phall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep, 
Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 


PSALM  5, 


His  ever  watchful  eye  shall  keep 
Its  constant  guard  around  my  bed. 

4  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear  : 

0  may  thy  presence  ne?er  depart  ; 
And  in  the  morning-  let  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindness  of  thy  heart. 

5  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come? 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground  ; 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  break  the  tomb, 
With  glad  salvation  in  the  sound. 

Watts. 

Psalm  V.  Common  Metre* 
For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  address  my  prayer, 
To  thee  direct  mine  eye. 

2  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand ; 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

3  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 

1  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

4  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  truth  and  grace  ; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

5  The  men  who  love  and  fear  thy  name? 

Shall  see  their  hopes  fulfill'd  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compass  them 
With  favour,  as  a  shield. 


PSALM  6,  7 


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Psalm  VI.    Common  Metre*  b 
rrayer  in  Sickness. 

1  IN  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 

But  spare  a  wretch  forlorn ; 
Correct  me  not  in  thy  fierce  wrath, 
Too  heavy  to  be  borne, 

2  Sorrow  and  pain  consume  the  day, 

I  waste  the  night  with  cries, 
Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pass, 
Till  the  slow  morning  i*ise. 

3  My  tortur'd  flesh  distracts  nay  mind, 

And  fills  my  soul  with  grief ; 
How  long,  O  Lord,  wilt  thou  delay 
To  grant  me  thy  relief  I 

4  The  gloomy  shades  of  death  cannot 

Thy  glorious  acts  proclaim  -9 
No  prisoner  of  the  silent  grave 
Can  magnify  thy  name. 

5  He  hears  when  dust  and  ashes  pray, 

He  pities  all  my  groans  ; 
He  saves  me  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
And  heals  my  broken  bones. 

6  The  virtue  of  his  sovereign  word 

Restores  my  fainting  breath  ; 
To  him  will  I  devote  that  life 
Which  he  has  sav'd  from  death. 

Tate  and  Wa.tts  united  and  varied. 

Psalm  VII.    Common  Metre.    $g  or  b 
Confidence  in  God. 
1  MY  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  friend, 
My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ; 
Rise,  and  my  helpless  life  defend 
From  those  who  seek  my  blood. 


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PSALM  8, 


2  If  malice  lurk'd  within  my  heart, 

Before  thy  piercing  eyes, 
I  should  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  ask  nay  God  to  rise. 

3  Impartial  Judge  of  all  the  world, 

I  trust  my  cause  to  thee  ; 
According  to  my  righteousness 
So  let  thy  sentence  be. 

4  Let  wicked  arts  of  wicked  men 

Be  wholly  overthrown  ; 
But  guard  the  just,  O  God,  to  whom 
The  hearts  of  both  are  known. 

^  Then  will  I  all  the  righteous  ways 
Of  Providence  proclaim  ; 
I'll  sing  the  praise  of  God  most  high, 
Aod  celebrate  his  name, 

Tate  and  Watts  united. 


Psalm  VIII.  Commo?i  Metre.       or  b 
Divine  Condescension. 

I  O  THOU,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow, 
Within  this  earthly  frame  ! 
Through  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou, 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  I 
%  When  heaven,  thy  glorious  work  on  high, 
Employs  my  wondering  sight; 
The  moon  that  nightly  rules  the  sky, 
With  stars  of  feebler  light ; 

3  Lord,  what  is  man  !  that  thou  shouldst  choose 

To  keep  him  in  thy  mind  ! 
Or  what  his  race,  that  thou  shouldst  prove 
To  them  so  wondrous  kind  ! 

4  Him  next  in  power  thou  didst  create 

To  thy  celestial  train  ; 


PSALM  8. 


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Ordain'd  with  dignity  and  state 
O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 

5  They  jointly  own  his  powerful  sway, 

The  beasts  that  prey  or  graze  ; 
The  bird  that  wings  its  airy  way, 
The  fish  that  cuts  the  seas. 

6  O  thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow, 

Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world,  how  great  aft  thou  ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  1 

Tate. 

Psalm  VIII.    Long  Metre. 
Adam  and  Chrrst,  or  ttre  old  and  new  Creation. 

1  LORD,  what  was  man  when  made  at  first) 
Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  dust, 

That  thou  shouldst  set  him  and  his  race, 
But  just  below  an  angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  shouldst  raise  his  nature  so, 
And  make  him  lord  of  all  below  ; 
Make  every  beast  and  bird  submit? 
And  lay  the  fishes  at  his  feet ! 

3  But  what  sublimer  glories  wait 

To  crown  the  second  Adam's  statte  I 
What  honours  shall  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  condescended  to  be  born  ! 

4  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ! 
See  him  in  dust  among  the  dead  I 

To  save  the  world  from  death  and  sin : 
But  he  shall  reign  with  power  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 
The  miseries  that  attend  the  fall, 
New  made  and  glorious,  shall  submit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

Wat  Tt , 


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PSALM  9,  10. 


Psalm  IX.  ver.  10,  11.    Z.  M. 

Encouragement  to  Faith. 

1  SING  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
His  various  and  his  saving  names  ;  ~ 
O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 

But  by  our  sure  experience  known. 

2  The  great  Jehovah  be  ador'd, 
Th*  eternal,  all-sufficient  Lord  ; 
Through  ail  the  world,  most  high  confess'd, 
By  him  'twas  formed  and  is  possess'd. 

5  Awake,  our  noblest  powers,  to  ble^s 
The  God  of  Abra'm,  God  of  Peace  j 
New,  by  a  dearer  title  known, 
Father  and  God  of  Christ  his  Son. 

4  Through  every  age  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  his  servants'  prayer  ; 
Nor  can  one  humble  soul  complain 
That  he  has  sought  his  God  in  vain. 

5  What  unbelieving  heart  shall  dare 
In  whispers  to  suggest  a  fear, 
While  still  he  owns  his  ancient  name, 
The  same  his  power,  his  love  the  same. 

6  To  thee  our  souh  in  faith  arise, 
To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes, 
And  boldly  through  the  desert  tread, 
For  God  will  guard  where  God  shall  lead. 

Doddridge. 

Psalm  X.    Common  Metre,  ^ 
A  Prayer  for  Deliverance  from  Oppression. 
1  WHY  doth  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far, 
And  why  conceal  his  face, 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
Ajid  times  of  deep  distress  ? 


PSALM  II. 


2  Lord,  shall  the  wicked  still  deride 

Thy  justice  and  thy  power  ? 
Shall  they  erect  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  better  men  devour  ? 

3  Arise,  O  God  !  lift  up  thy  hand, 

Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
No  enemy  shall  dare  to  stand, 
When  God  our  help  is  nigk. 

4  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  still  incline  thine  ear  ; 
Thou  knowest  what  thy  children  say, 
And  thou  their  voice  wilt  hear. 

5  Proud  tyrants  shall  no  more  oppress, 

No  more  despise  the  just ; 
And  mighty  sinners  shall  confess 
They  are  but  earth  and  dust. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XI.    Long  Metre.  b 
The  Justice  of  Pivine  Providence. 

1  ON  God  my  steadfast  hopes  rely ; 
Why  do  my  foes  insulting  cry, 

'*  Fly  like  a  timorous,  trembling  dove, 

"  And  seek  the  mountain's  lonesome  grove.1 

2  Behold  the  wicked  aim  their  darts 
Against  the  men  of  upright  hearts  I 
If  government  be  overthrown, 

Who  then  the  injur'd  cause  will  own? 

3  The  Lord,  enthrcn'd  above  the  sV; , 
On  suffering  virtue  casts  his  eye  ; 
Though  he  afflict  his  saints,  to  prove 
Their  patiej\ce,  and  to  try  their  love  \ 


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PSALM  If. 


4  Yet  lawless  hands  and  hearts  impure, 
His  frowns  vindictive  will  endure  ; 
His  lightning  wings  its  rapid  way, 
His  thunder  fills  them  with  dismay. 

5  Where  truth  and  justice  hold  their  place, 
God  will  reveal  his  gracious  face  ; 
Delighted,  in  the  upright  mind 

His  own  reflected  beams  to  find. 

Merrick  with  additions. 

Psalm  XII.    Common  Metre,  fc> 
Corruption  of  Manners. 

1  HELP,  Lord  !  for  men  of  virtue  fail. 

Religion  loses  ground  ; 
The  sons  of  wickedness  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  oaths  and  promises  they  break, 

Yet  act  the  flatterer's  part ; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  speak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  Scoffers  appear  on  every  side, 

Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Are  rais'd  to  seats  of  power  and  pride, 
And  bear  the  sword  in  vaia. 

4  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 

And  blasphemy  grows  bold  ; 
When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  found, 
And-love  is  waxen  cold  ; 

%  Is  not  thy  chariot  hastening  on  ? 
Hast  thou  not  given  the  sign  • 
May  we  not  trust  and  live  upon 
A  promise  so  divine  ? 


PSALM  13. 


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6  Thy  word,  like  silver  seven  times  tried, 
Through  ages  shall  endure  ; 
The  men  who  in  thy  truth  confide, 
Shall  find  the  promise  sure. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XIII.    Common  Metre*  5 
Complaint  under  Temptation. 

1  HOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  f 

My  God,  how  long  delay  ?' 
When  wilt  thou  send  thy  heavenly  rays 
To  drive  my  fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  shall  my  distressed  soul 

Struggle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  control, 
And  ease  my  raging  pain. 

3  Be  thou  my  sun,  and  thou  my  shield, 

My  soul  in  safety  keep  ; 
Make  haste,  before  my  eyes  are  seaPd 
In  death's  eternal  sleep. 

4  How  would  the  tempter  boast  aloud, 

If  I  become  bis  prey, 
And  all  the  host  of  hell  grow  proud 
At  thy  so  long  delay  ! 

5  But  they  shall  fly  at  thy  rebuke^ 

And  Satan  hide  his  head  ; 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 

6  Thou  wilt  display  that  sovereign  grace 

On  which  my  hopes  have  hur*-  \ 
I  shall  employ  my  lips  in  praise, 
And  victory  s\iall  be  sung. 

Watts. 


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PSALM  14,  15. 


Psalm  XIV.    Common  Metre.  ^ 
Universal  Depravity. 

1  FOOLS  in  their  hearts  believe  and  say, 

"  That  all  religion's  vain  : 
"  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
"  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men/' 

2  From  thoughts  so  dreadful  and  profane 

Corrupt  discourse  proceeds  ; 
And  by  their  impious  hands  are  done 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celestial  throne, 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  men  that  sought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  justice  know. 

4  He  saw  that  all  were  gone  astray, 

Their  practice  all  the  same  ; 
That  none  did  fear  his  Maker's  hand, 
Thai  aone  did  love  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  speak  deceit, 

Their  slanders  never  cease, 
How  swift  to  mischief  are  their  feet, 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace  ! 

6  Such  seeds  of  sin,  that  bitter  root, 

In  every  heart  are  found  ; 
Nor  will  they  bear  diviner  fruit 
Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XV.    Common  Metre.  or 
The  Citizen  of  Zion, 

1  LORD,  who's  the  happy  man  that  may 
To  thy  blest  courts  repair  ? 
And  whilst  he  bows  before  thy  throne? 
Shall  find  acceptance  there  ? 


PSALM  15. 


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2  'Tis  he,  whose  truly  honest  heart 

By  rules  of  virtue  moves  ; 
Whose  generous  tongue  disdains  to  speak 
The  thing  his  heart  disproves. 

3  Who  never  will  a  slander  forge, 

His  neighbour's  fame  to  wound  ; 
Nor  hearken  to  a  false  report, 
By  malice  whisper'd  round. 

4  Who  vice,  when  drest  in  pomp  and  po^er? 

Can  treat  with  just  neglect ; 
And  piety,  though  cloth'd  in  rags, 
Religiously  respect. 

5  Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  trust 

Has  ever  firmly  stood  ; 
And  though  he  promise  to  his  lossj 
He  makes  his  promise  good. 

6  Who  seeks  not  in  oppressive  ways 

Bis  treasure  to  employ  ; 
Whom  no  reward  can  ever  bribe 
The  guiltless  to  destroy. 

7  The  man,  who  by  his  steady  course 

Has  happiness  insur'd, 
When  earth's  foundations  shake,  shall  stand, 
By  Providence  secur'd. 

Tate. 

Psalm  XV.    Long  Metre.  or 
The*  Virtues  of  a  Christian. 

1  WHO  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place, 
Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  face  ? 
The  man  who  loves  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 

2  Whose  hands  are  pure,  whose  heart  is  cle^n. 
Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean ; 


2.4 


PSALM  16, 


No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue, 
He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong, 

3  He  will  not  trust  an  ill  report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt  j 
Sinners  of  state  he  can  despise, 
But  saints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes. 

4  Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  stood, 
And  always  makes  his  promise  good  ; 
'Nor  will  he  change  the  thing  he  swears, 
Whatever  pain  or  loss  he  bears. 

5  He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  justice  should  be  sold  f 
It  others  vex  and  grind  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door. 

6  He  loves  bis  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  who  curse  him  to  his  face  ; 
And  doth  to  all  men  still  the  same 
That  he  could  hope  or  wish  from  them, 

7  Yet,  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  seed 
And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XVI.    First  Part.    L.  M 
Good  Works  profitable  to  Men, 

1  PRESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need  ; 
For  succour  to  thy  throne  I  flee  ; 

But  have  no  merit  there  to  plead, 
My  goodness  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confest 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  ; 

My  praise  can  never  make  thee  blest, 
Nor  add  new  glory  to  thy  name. 


PSALM  16. 


2-3 


3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  saints  on  earth  may  reap 
Some  profit  by  the  good  I  do  ; 

These  are  the  company  I  keep, 
These  are  the  choicest  friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  choose  the  sons  of  mirth 
To  give  a  relish  to  their  wine  ; 

I  love  the  men  of  heavenly  birth 
Whose  works  and  language  are  divine. 

Watts, 


Psalm  XVI.    Second  Part.    C.  M.  b 

The  Blessings  of  Nature  amd  Grace. 

1  LET  heathens  to  their  idols  haste, 

And  worship  wood  or  stone ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  cast 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

2  In  this  enlighten'd,  pleasant  land, 

My  happy  portion  lies  ; 
Where  nature's  ever  bounteous  hand 
All  human  want  supplies. 

3  Therefore  my  soul  shall  bless  the  Lord, 

Whose  precepts  give  me  light, 
And  consolation  still  afford 
In  sorrow's  dismal  night. 

4  I  strive  each  action  to  approve 

To  thine  all*seeing  eye  ; 
No  danger  shall  my  hope  remove, 
For  thou  art  ever  nigh. 

5  Thou  shalt  the  paths  of  life  display, 

Which  to  thy  presence  lead  ; 
Where  pleasures  dwell  without  allay, 
And  joys  which  never  fade. 

Watts  a^d  Tate  varied. 


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PSALM  16,  17. 


Psalm  XVI.    Third  Part.    C.  M. 

The  Death  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  «  I  SET  the  Let  d  before  my  face, 

"  He  bears  my  courage  up ; 
"  My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  express, 
"  My  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  «  My  spirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

Where  souls  departed  are  ; 
cc  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 
"  To  see  corruption  there. 

3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 

"  And  raise  me  to  thy  throne  ; 
"  Thy  courts  immortal  pleasure  give* 
"  Thy  presence,  joys  unknown/' 

4  Thus  in  the  name  of  Christ  the  Lord 

The  holy  David  sung  ; 
And  Providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetick  tongue. 

5  Jesus,  whom  every  saint  adores, 

Was  crucified  and  slain  ; 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  restoixs;, 
Behold  he  lives  again. 

6  When  shall  my  feet  arise  and  stand 

On  heaven's  eternal  hills  ? 
There  sits  the  Son,  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  smiles. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XVII.    Common  Metre.  b 
The  transforming  Vision  of  God. 
1  MY  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face 
Afford  superior  joy, 
To  all  the  flattering  world  can  giVe? 
Or  mortal  hopes  employ. 


PSALM  17. 


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2  But  clouds  and  darkness  intervene. 

My  brightest  joys  decline  ; 
And  earth'a  gay  trifles  oft  ensnare 
This  wandering  heart  of  mine. 

3  Lord,  guide  this  wandering  heart  to  thee  ; 

Unsatisfy'd  I  stray  ; 
Break  through  the  shades  of  sense  and  sin3 
With  thy  enlivening  ray. 

4  O  let  thy  beams  resplendent  shine, 

And  every  cloud  remove  ; 
Transform  my  powers,  and  fit  my  soul 
For  happier  scenes  above. 

5  Lord,  raise  my  faith,  my  hope,  my  heart, 

To  those  transporting  joys  ; 
Then  shall  I  scorn  each  little  snare, 
Which  this  vain  world  employs. 

6  Then,  though  I  sink  in  death's  cold  sleep, 

To  life  I  shall  awake  ;  , 
And,  in  the  likeness  of  my  God, 
Of  heavenly  bliss  partake. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Psalm  XVII.  Long  Metre. 
The  Resurrection. 

1  WHAT  sinners  value  I  resign  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 

2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show  ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there ! 

3  O  glorious  hour,  O  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God, 


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PSALM  18. 


And  flesh  and  sense  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 
4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  glad  surprise,. 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XVIII.    First  Part    L.  M. 

Confidence  in  divine  Protection. 

1  NO  change  of  times  shall  ever  shock 
My  firm  affection,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
For  thou  hast  always  been  a  rock, 

A  fortress  and  defence  to  me. 

2  Thou  my  deliverer  art,  my  God, 
My  trust  is  in  thy  mighty  power  ; 
Thou  art  my  shield  from  foes  abroad. 
At  home  my  safeguard  and  my  tower, 

3  To  heaven  I  made  my  mournful  prayer, 
To  God  address'd  my  humble  cry  ; 
Who  graciously  inclin'd  his  ear, 

And  heard  me  from  his  throne  on  high. 

4  The  Lord  did  on  my  side  engage, 

From  heaven  my  righteous  cause  upheld* 

And  sav'd  me  from  the  furious  rage 

Of  threatening  waves  that  proudly  swell'dL 

5  Thou  to  the  just  shalt  justice  show, 
The  pure  thy  purity  shall  see ; 
Such  as  perversely  choose  to  go, 
Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  thee. 

d  Who  then  deserves  to  be  ador'd 
But  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  ? 
Or  who,  except  die  mighty  Lord, 
Can  with  resisjtless  power  defend  ? 

Tate 


PSALM  18. 


Psalm  XVIII.  Sec.  Part.  L.  M.    ^  or  5 

God  executing  Judgment  on  his  Enemies. 

1  INCUMBENT  on  the  bending  sky, 
The  Lord  descended  from  on  high  ; 
And  bade  the  darkness  of  the  pole 
Beneath  his  feet  tremendous  roll. 

2  Thick  woven  clouds  around  him  clos'd, 
His  secret  residence  compos'd  ; 

And  waters,  high  suspended,  spread 
Their  dark  pavilion  o'er  his  head. 

3  His  voice  th'  Almighty  Monarch  rear'd, 
Thro'  heaven's  high  vault  in  thunder  heard  j 
And  down  in  fiercer  conflict  came 
Tremendous  hail  and  mingled  flame. 

4  With  aim  direct,  his  shafts  were  sped, 
In  vain  his  foes  before  them  fled  ; 
Around  his  dreadful  lightnings  stray, 
And  sure  destruction  marks  their  way. 

5  Earth's  basis,  open  to  the  eye, 

And  ocean's  springs,  were  seen  to  lie, 

As  the  tempestuous  fury  past, 

And  o'er  them  rag'd  the  dreadful  blast. 

Merrick. 

Psalm  XVIII.    Third  Part.    Z,  M. 

Sincerity  proved,  or  the  Equity  of  Providence. 

1  LORD,  thou  hast  se^n  my  soul  sincere, 
Hast  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear  j 
Before  my  eyes  I  set  thy  laws, 

And  thou  hast  own'd  my  righteous  cause! 

2  Since  I  have  learnt  thy  holy  ways, 
My  actions  have  proclaim'd  thy  praise 
Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 

*Twas  never  with  a  wicked  heart 


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PSALM  IS. 


3  What  sore  temptations  broke  my  rest ; 
What  wars  and  stragglings  in  my  breast ; 
But  through  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
I  hope  to  conquer  every  sin. 

4  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  ; 
The  kind  and  faithful  souls  shall  find 
A  God  mere  faithful  and  more  kind. 

5  The  just  and  pure  shall  ever  say 
God  is  more  pure  and  just  than  they  ; 
And  men  that  love  revenge  shall  know 
God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XVIII.  Fourth  Part.  C.  M.  ^ 
Thanksgiving  for  Victory. 
I  TO  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 
The  triumph  of  the  day  ; 
Thy  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foe} 
And  melt  their  strength  away. 

"2  ?Tis  by  thine  aid  our  troops  prevail, 
And  break  united  powers  ; 
By  thee  their  lofty  walls  we  scale, 
Or  burn  their  proudest  towers. 

3  God  speaks,  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armies  are  dismay 'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look, 
Strike  all  their  courage  dead. 

4  He  forms  our  soldiers  for  the  field, 

With  all  their  martial  skill  ; 
Instructs  their  hand  the  sword  to  wield, 
And  gives  them  hearts  of  steel. 


PSALM  19. 


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S  The  Lord  our  Saviour  ever  lives, 
His  name  be  ever  blest  ; 
His  powerful  arm  the  victory  gives, 
And  gives  his  people  rest. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XIX.  First  Part.  C.  M.  m 

The  Voice  of  Nature  proclaiming  God. 

1  THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 

Which  that  alone  can  fill ; 
The  firmament  and  stars  express 
Their  great  Creator's  skill. 

2  The  dawn  of  each  returning  day 

Fresh  beams  of  knowledge  brings  ; 
And  from  the  dark  returns  of  night, 
Divine  instruction  springs. 

3  Their  powerful  language  to  no  realm 

Or  region  is  confined  ; 
Tis  nature's  voice,  and  understood 
Alike  by  all  mankind. 

4  Their  doctrine  does  its  sacred  sense 

Through  earth's  extent  display, 
Whose  bright  contents  the  circling  sun 
Does  round  the  world  convey. 

5  No  bridegroom,  on  his  nuptial  day, 

Has  such  a  cheerful  face  ; 
No  giant  does  like  him  rejoice 
To  run  his  glorious  race. 

6  From  east  to  west,  from  west  to  east, 

His  restless  course  he  goes  ; 
And,  through  his  progress,  cheerful  light 
And  vital  warmth  bestows. 

Tate, 


PSALM  19. 


Psalm  XIX.  See.  Part.  C.  M.  %  or  fc> 

The  Excellency  of  Scripture. 

1  GOD's  perfect  law  converts  the  sou!* 

Reclaims  from  false  desires  ; 
With  sacred  wisdom  his  sure  word 
The  ignorant  inspires. 

2  The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  just* 

And  briog  sincere  delight  ; 
His  pure  commands  in  search  of  truth 
Assist  the  feeblest  sight. 

3  His  perfect  worship  here  is  fix'd, 

On  sure  foundations  laid  ; 
His  equal  laws  arve  in  the  scales 
Of  truth  and  justice  weigh'd. 

4  Of  more  esteem  than  golden  mines, 

Or  gold-refm'd  with  skill  ; 
More  sweet  than  honey,  or  the  drops 
Which  from  the  comb  distil. 

5  My  trusty  counsellors  they  are, 

And  friendly  warning  give  ; 
Divine  rewards  attend  on  those 
Who  by  thy  precepts  live. 

6  But  what  frail  man  observes  how  oft 

He  does  from  virtue  fall  ? 
O  cleanse  me  from  my  secret  faults, 
Thou  God,  who  know'st  them  all. 

Tate. 


Psalm  XIX,    Long  Metre.  $~ 
Nature  and  Scripture  compared. 

1  THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  linear. 


PSALM  19 


2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confess  ; 
JBut  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

o  Sun,  moon  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 
Through  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand  ; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 
Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  ; 
Till  Christ  hath  all  the  nations  blest 
That  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  righteousness,  arise  ; 
Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light, 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  souls  renew'd  and  sins  forgiven  ; 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XIX.    Six  Line  L.  M.  % 

1  GREAT  God,  the  heaven's  well  order'd  fram$ 
Declares  the  glory  of  thy  name  ; 

Here  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  shine  ; 
A  thousand  starry  beauties  there, 
A  thousand  radiant  marks  appear 

Of  boundless  power  and  skill  divine. 

2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light 

Lectures  of  heavenly  wisdom  read  ; 
With  silent  eloquence,  they  raise 
Our  thoughts  to  otir  Creator's  praise, 

And  neither  sound  nor  language  iie££j. 


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PSALM  19. 


3  Yet  their  divine  instructions  run 
Far  as  the  circuit  of  the  sun, 

And  every  nation  knows  their  voice  ; 
Where'er  he  spreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  publishes  his  maker,  God, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice. 

4  But  when  we  read  thy  written  word  ; 
What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford  ! 

These  are  our  study  and  delight : 
Not  honey  so  invites  the  taste, 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  past, 

Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 

5  From  the  discoveries  of  thy  law, 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  we  draw  ; 

But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 
Which  makes  our  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  our  soul,  subdues  our  sin, 

And  give§  a  free  but  large  reward. 

6  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  2 
Forgive,  O  Lord,  our  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  : 
Accept  the  tribute  of  our  praise, 
That  we  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XIX.    Short  Metre.  % 
For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  BEHOLD,  the  morning  sun  j 

Begins  his  glorious  way, 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run. 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 
It  spreads  diviner  light ;  • 


PSALM  20, 


It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tomb}, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just  ! 

For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord> 
And  we  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  given  1 

O  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven, 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 

0  help  me  to  obey  ; 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

6  Whilst  with  my  heart  and  tongue 

1  spread  thy  praise  abroad  ; 
Accept  the  worship  and  the  song*, 

My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XX.    Long  Metre. 

For  a  Day  of  Praver  in  War. 

1  NOW  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  ; 
Jehovah  hears  when  Israel  prays, 

And  sends  deliverance  from  on  high. 

2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends 
Better  than  shields  or  brazen  walls  ; 
He  from  his  sanctuary  sends 
Succour  and  strength  when  Zion  calls, 

3  W ell  he  remembers  all  our  sighs, 
His  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts  ; 
His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 


S4  PSALM  21.  ^  -   

4  In  his  salvation  is  our  hope, 

And  in  the  name  of  God,  the  Lord, 
Our  troops  shall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  ships  shall  spread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  trust  in  horses  train'd  for  war, 
And  some  of  chariots  make  their  boast ; 
Our  surest  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heavenly  host. 

6  Save  us,  O  Lord,  from  guilty  fear, 
And  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  strong  ; 
Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 

And  joy  and  triumph  raise  the  song. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XXI.    Long  Metre. 
The  Exaltation  of  Christ. 

1  DAVID  rejoic'd  in  God  his  strength, 
Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  special  grace  ; 
But  Christ  the  Son  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praise. 

2  How  great  is  the  Messiah's  joy 
In  the  salvation  of  thy  hand  I 

Lord,  thou  hast  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 
And  given  the  world  to  his  command. 

3  Thy  goodness  grants  whatever  he  will, 
Nor  doth  the  least  request  withhold  ; 
Blessings  of  love  prevent  him  still, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 

4  Honour  and  majesty  divine 
Around  his  sacred  temples  shine  ; 
Blest  with  the  favour  of  thy  face, 
And  length  of  everlasting  days. 

Witt's. 


PSALM  22.  35 
Psalm  XXII.    First  Part.    C.  M.  b 

The  Sufferings  and  Glory  of  Christ. 

1  "  NOW,  in  the  hour  of  deep  distress, 

"  My  God,  support  thy  SON, 
"  When  horrors  dark  my  soul  oppress, 
"  O  leave  me  not  alpne  I" 

2  Thus  did  our  suffering  Saviour  pray, 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears  ; 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 

-3  Great  was  the  victory  of  his  death. 
His  throne  exalted  stands  ; 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Shall  bow  to  his  commands. 

4  A  numerous  offspring  shall  reward 

The  Saviour's  dying  groans  ; 
M  I  call  them,"  saith  the  glorious  Lord, 
"  My  daughters  and  my  sons." 

5  The  meek  and  humble  souls  shall  see 

His  table  richly  spread  ; 
And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

Watts  varied. 

Psalm  XXII.    Second  Part.    L.  M.  b 

Christ's  Death  and  Resurrection. 

1  NOW  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
The  dying  sorrows  of  our  Lord, 
When  he  compiain'd  in  tears  and  blood, 
Like  one  forsaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  shook  their  heads,  and  laugh'd  in  scorn  ; 
"  He  rescu'd  others  from  the  grave, 
"  Now  let  him  try  himself  to  save. 


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3  "  Behold  the  man  who  did  pretend 
"  God  was  his  father  and  his  friend  ; 
"  If  God  the  blessed  Jov'd  him  so, 

«  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ?" 

4  O  hardeird  people  !  cruel  priests  ! 

How  they  stood  round  like  savage  beasts  ! 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  put  him  in  their  power  1 

5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feetj 
Till  streams  of  blood  eacli  other  meet  ; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

6  But  God  his  father  heard  his  cry  ; 
Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
The  nations  learn  his  righteousness, 
And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XXII.  Third  Part.  C.  M.  %  or 

Obedience  to  God  clue  from  all  Men. 

1  LET  all  the  various  tribes  of  men 

To  God  their  homage  pay  ; 
And  distant  nations  of  the  earth. 
One  sovereign  Lord  obey. 

2  'Tis  his  prerogative  supreme 

O'er  subject  kings  to  reign  ; 
*Tis  just  that  he  should  rule  the  worldy 
Who  does  the  world  sustain. 

3  The  rich,  whom  he  with  plenty  feeds, 

His  goodness  shall  confess  ; 
The  sons  of  want,  whom  he  relieves, 
Their  bounteous  patron  bless. 

4  With  humble  confidence  to  God 

Let  all  for  aid  repair  ; 


PSALM  23. 


For  he  who  first  their  beings  gave, 
Will  make  them  still  his  care. 

5  Blest  time  !  when  all  of  human  birth 
Devoted  to  his  name, 
Shall  to  their  heirs,  his  sacred  truth 
And  glorious  acts  proclaim. 

Tate  varied* 

PsalM  XXIII.    Common  Metre. 
God's  tender  Care  of  his  People. 

1  THE  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord, 

Is  pleas'd  to  be  my  guide  ; 
The  shepherd  by  whose  constant  care 
My  wants  are  all  supply'd. 

2  In  tender  grass  he  makes  me  feed, 

And  gently  there  repose  ; 
Then  leads  me  to  cool  shades,  and  where 
Refreshing  water  flows. 

3  He  does  my  wand'ring  feet  reclaim, 

And,  to  his  endless  praise, 
Instruct  with  humble  zeal  to  walk 
In  his  most  righteous  ways. 

4  I'll  pass  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 

From  fear  and  danger  free ; 
For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  staff 
Defend  and  comfort  me. 

5  With  liberal  and  unceasing  care, 

He  does  my  table  spread  ; 
He  crowns  my  cup  with  cheerful  wine, 
With  oil  anoints  my  head. 

6  Since  God  doth  thus  his  wond'rous  love 

Through  all  my  life  extend, 
That  life  to  him  I  will  devote, 
And  in  his  temple  spe$3, 

Tatx, 

4 


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PSALM  23. 


Psalm  XXIIL    Short  Metre,  % 
God's  tender  Care  ofhis  People. 

1  THE  Lord  my  shepherd  is, 

I  shall  be  well  supply'd  ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows. 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim ; 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  Whilst  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade, 
My  God  is  with  me  there. 

5  In  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

He  does  my  table  spread ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  his  love, 

Shall  crown  my  future  days  ; 
Nor  from  his  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  his  praise. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XXIII.    SLv  Line  Long  Metre.  j% 
God  our  Shepherd. 
1  THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  mQ  with  a  watchful  eye  : 


PSALM  24. 


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My  noon  day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant ; 
To  fertile  vales,  and  duwy  meads, 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads  ; 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow? 
Amidst  the  verdant  landscapes  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  w  ilds  I  stray. 
His  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile, 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With  lively  greens  and  herbage  cro'wn'd, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around, 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  honors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  staff  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dismal  shade. 

ADDISON", 

Psalm  XXIV.    Common  Metre.  % 

The  Man  vvhonr}  Gcd  approves. 

1  THIS  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

The  Lord's  her  fulness  is  ; 
The  world,  and  they  who  dwell  therein, 
By  sovereign  right  are  his. 

2  He  fixM  the  land,  and  spread  the  seas* 

With  all  which  they  contain  ; 
Then  man  in  his  own  image  lorni'd* 
O'er  all  these  works  to  reign. 

3  But  for  himself,  this  Lord  of  all 

One  chosen  seat  design'ds 


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PSALM  24. 


O  who  shall  to  that  sacred  hill 
Desir'd  admittance  find  ? 

4  The  man  whose  hands  and  heart  are  pure, 

Whose  thoughts  from  pride  are  free  ; 
Who  honest  poverty  prefers 
To  gainful  perjury. 

5  This  is  the  man  on  whom  the  Lord 

Shall  shower  his  blessings  down  ; 
Whom  God  his  Saviour  shall  be  pleas'd 
With  righteousness  to  crown, 

6  Such  is  the  character  of  those 

Who  seek  the  face  of  God  ; 
Whose  happy  feet  shall  stand  within 
The  place  of  his  abode. 

Tate  varied. 


Psalm  XXIV.    Long  Metre.  % 
Heaven  the  Residence  of  Saints,  and  the  Ascension  of  Chri$j£. 

1  THIS  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 
And  men  and  worms  and  beasts  and  birds ; 
Sfe  rais'd  the  building  on  the  seas, 

And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling  place. 

2  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  sky  ; 
Who  shall  ascend  that  blest  abode, 
And  dwell  so  near  his  Maker,  God  ? 

3  He  who  abhors  and  fears  to  sin. 

Whose  heart  is  pure,  whose  hands  are  clean, 
Him  shall  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  bless, 
And  clothe  his  soul  with  righteousness, 

4  These  are  the  men,  the  pious  race 
Who  seek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  ; 
These  shall  enjoy  the  blissful  sight. 
And  dwell  in  everlasting  light. 


PSALM  25. 


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5  Rejoice,  ye  shining  worlds  on  high, 
Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh  ! 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be  ? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

6  Ye  heavenly  gates,  your  leaves  display. 
To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  way  ; 
Laden  with  spoils  from  earth  and  hell. 
The  Conqueror  comes,  with  God  to  dwell 

7  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  Heaven's  eternal  door, 

To  give  his  saints  a  blest  abode 
With  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

Watts, 

Psalm  XXV.    Short  Metre.  b 
Seeking  Divine  Forgireness  and  Direction. 

1  TO  God  I  lift  my  eyes, 

My  trust  is  in  his  name  ; 
And  they  whose  hope  on  him  relies, 
Shall  never  suffer  shame. 

2  From  the  first  dawning  light 

Till  the  dark  evening's  shaded 
For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
And  ask  thy  heavenly  aid. 

3  Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 
Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  age, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 

4  Thro*  all  the  ways  of  God, 

Both  truth  and  mercy  shme, 
To  those  who  with  religious  hearts 
To  his  blest  will  incline* 

He  those  in  safety  guides 
Who  his  direction  seek, 

,4* 


PSALM  26. 


And  in  his  saered  paths  will  lea$ 
The  humble  and  the  meek. 

For  thy  own  goodness'  sake, 

Save  thou  my  soul  from  shame  ; 

And  pardon  ail  my  sins,  tho'  grea{, 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  name. 

Tate  and  Watts  united  and  varied. 

Psalm  XXVI.    Long  Metre. 
Self  Examination. 

1  JUDGE  me,  O  God,  and  prove  my  ways. 
And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart ; 

My  faith  upon  thy  promise  stays, 
Nor  from  thy  word  my  feet  depart. 

2  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  sit 
With  men  of  vanity  and  lies  ; 
The  scoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
In  my  esteem  shall  never  rise,, 

3  In  innocence  I'll  wash  my  hands. 
From  pride  and  guilt  and  folly  clear ; 
Then  at  thy  sacred  altar  stand, 

And  hope  to  find  acceptance  there. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thy  honours  dwell  5 
There  shall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell, 

f  Let  not  my  soul  be  join'd  at  last 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood  ; 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  past 
Among  Uie  saints,  and  near  my  God. 

W  a  t  t  s  varied. 


 PSALM  27.   M 

t  "■  "   ~   ■   1 

Psalm  XXVII.    Common  Metre.  or 
The  Church  is  our  Safety  and  Delight. 

1  THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

And  my  salvation  too  ; 
God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  mortal  flesh  can  do, 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires^ 

O  grant  me  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God. 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  glory  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  learn  thy  holy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise  and  storms  appear^ 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  deai\ 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die  ; 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

6  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints. 

And  keep  your  courage  up ; 
He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  elevate  your  hope. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XXVII.    Long  Metre.  b 
The  Safely  of  trusting  in  God. 

1  THE  Lord,  my  Saviour,  is  my  light, 
What  terrors  can  my  soul  affright  ? 
Whilst  God,  my  strength,  my  life  is  neac3 
What  mortal  shall  alarm  my  fear  ? 


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2  When  numerous  hosts  besiege  me  round, 
My  courage  shall  in?.mt»m  its  ground  ; 
Tho'  war  should  rise  in  tiie&d  array, 
God  is  my  strength,  my  hope,  my  stay. 

3  This  only  bliss  my  heart  desires, 
To  this  my  ardent  wish  aspires, 

In  God's  own  house  to  spend  my  clays, 
To  hear  his  word  and  speak  his  praise  ; 

4  When  troubles  rise,  my  guardian  God 
Will  hide  me  safe  in  his  abode  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  my  hope  shall  stand. 
Sustain'*!  by  his  almighty  hand. 

5  Should  every  earthly  friend  depart, 
Should  love  forsake  a  parent's  heart ; 
The  God  on  whom  my  hopes  depend, 
Will  be  my  father  and  my  friend. 

6  Ye  humble  souls,  in  every  strait 

On  God  with  faith  and  patience  wait ; 
His  hand  shall  life  and  strength  afford  ; 
Wait,  therefore,  ever  on  the  Lord. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Psalm  XXVIII.    Common  Metre.  (3 
The  humble  Suppliant  trusting  in  God. 

1  O  LORD,  my  rock,  to  thee  I  cry, 

In  sighs  jonsume  my  breath  ; 
Hear  me,  O  Lord,  or  I  shall  be 
Like  those  who  sleep  in  death. 

2  Regard  my  supplication,  Lord, 

The  cries  that  I  repeat, 
With  weeping  eyes  and  lifted  hands, 
Before  thy  mercy  seat. 

3  If  wicked  men  thy  works  despise, 

Nor  will  thy  grace  adore, 


PSALM  29. 


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Thy  justice  shall  avenge  the  cause, 
And  build  them  up  no  more. 

4  But  I,  with  gratitude  inspir'd, 

Thy  praises  will  resound ; 
From  whom,  the  cries  of  my  distress 
A  gracious  answer  found. 

5  As  thou  hast  fill'd  my  heart  with  joy, 

'Tis  just  that  I  should  raise 
The  cheerful  tribute  of  my  thanks, 
And  celebrate  thy  praise. 

6  Preserve  thy  people,  Lord,  and  deign 

Thy  heritage  to  bless  ; 
Crown  them  with  plenty  and  with  peace, 
With  honour  and  success. 

Tate  varied. 

Psalm  XXIX.    Long  Metre.  ^ 
The  Majesty  of  God  in  Thunder. 

1  GIVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fume, 
Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power  ; 
Ascribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud 
O'er  the  vast  ocean,  and  the  land  ; 
His  voice  dissolves  the  watery  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

3  When  he  from  heaven  in  thunder  speaks 
With  majesty  and  terror  crown'd ; 

His  voice  the  stately  cedar  breaks, 
And  throws  its  scatter -d  limbs  around. 

4  His  voice  divides  the  flames  of  fire, 
And  forked  streaks  of  lightning  sends 3 
The  mountain  trembles  at  his  ire, 
The  lofty  forest  lowly  bends. 


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5  His  lightning  rends  the  firmest  rock, 
And  pierces  deep  the  solid  ground  ; 
The  hinds  affrighted  feel  the  shock, 
And  shudder  at  the  awful  sound. 

6  The  Lord  sits  soverdgu      the  flood, 
The  Thunderer  reigns  for  ever  king  ; 
But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 
Where  we  his  praise  securely  sing. 

7  In  gentler  language,  here  the  Lord 
The  counsels  of  his  grace  imparts  ; 
Amidst  the  raging  storm,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  comfort  to  our  hearts. 

Watts  and  Tate  united  and  varied. 

Psalm  XXX.    Common  Metre* 
Prayer  heard. 

1  BENEATH  my  God's  protecting  arm, 

How  did  my  soul  rejoice  ! 
And  fondly  hop'd  no  future  harm 
Would  interrupt  my  joys. 

2  Lord,  'twas  thy  favour  fix'd  my  rest ; 

Thy  shining  face  withdrew, 
Then  troubles  fiU'd  my  anxious  breast. 
And  pain'd  my  soul  anew. 

3  Again  to  thee,  O  gracious  God, 

I  rais'd  my  mournful  eyes  ; 
To  thee  I  spread  my  woes  abroad. 
With  supplicating  cries. 

4  What  glory  can  my  death  afford, 

In  the  dark  gr?  ve  confin'd  ? 
Shall  senseless  dust  adore  the  Lord, 
Or  call  thy  truth  to  mind  ? 

5  Hear,  O  my  God,  in  mercy  hear, 

Attend  my  plaintive  cry  j 


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Be  thou,  my  gracious  helper,  near, 
And  bid  my  sorrows  fly. 

6  Again  I  hear  the  voice  divine  ; 

New  joys  exulting  bound  ; 
My  robes  of  mourning  I  resign, 
And  gladness  girds  me  rounji. 

7  Then  let  my  utmost  glory  be 

To  raise  thy  honours  high  ; 
Nor  let  iny  gratitude  to  thee 
In  guilty  silence  die. 

8  To  thee,  my  gracious  God,  I  raise 

My  thankful  heart  and  tongue  ; 

0  be  thy  goodness  and  thy  praise 
My  everlasting  song. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

■  -i  i  -   -         —  -  --  ,   — .       . .       I.,  i  «w 

Psalm  XXX.    Long  Metre.  m 
Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  FIRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
And  I  presum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night ; 
Fondly  I  said  within  my  heart, 

"  Pleasure  and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart. 

2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  strong, 
Which  made  my  mountain  stand  so  long  ;  " 
Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comfort  dy'd. 

3  Corrected  by  a  Father's  rod, 

1  cry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  God  ; 
"  If  laid  in  dust,  can  I  declare 

"  Thy  truth,  or  sing  thy  goodness  there  ? 

4  "  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,"  I  said, 
"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead 
Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pardoning  love  removal  my  guilt. 


PSALM  31 


5  My  sad  complaints  in  praises  end, 
And  tears  of  gratitude  descend  ; 

I  throw  my  sackcloth  on  the  ground, 
And  ease  and  gladness  gird  me  round, 

6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 

Thy  power  and  goodness  shall  proclaim  ; 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  thro'  earth  and  heav'n. 
For  sickness  heal'd,  and  sins  forgiv'n. 

Watts, 

Psalm  XXXI.    Common  Metre. 
Relief  from  Distress. 

1  COME,  O  ye  saints,  your  voices  raise 

To  God  in  grateful  songs  ; 
And  let  the  memory  of  his  grace 
Inspire  your  hearts  and  tongues. 

2  His  frown  what  mortal  can  sustain  ? 

But  soon  his  anger  dies  ; 
His  life-restoring  smile  again 
Returns,  and  sorrow  flies. 

3  Her  deepest  gloom,  when  sorrow  s£reads> 

And  light  and  hope  depart, 
His  face  celestial  morning  sheds, 
And  joy  revives  the  heart. 

4  To  thee,  my  God,  oppress'd  with  grief, 

I  breath'd  my  humble  cry  ; 
Thy  mercy  brought  divine  relief, 
And  wip'd  my  weeping  eye. 

5  Thy  mercy  chas'd  the  shades  of  death* 

And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave  ; 
O  may  thy  praise  employ  that  breath 
Which  mercy  deigns  to  save. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


PSALM  31. 


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Psalm  XXXI.    Long  Metre.    ^  or  b 
Confidence  in  God. 

1  LORD,  in  thy  great,  thy  glorious  name, 
I  place  my  hope,  my  only  trust ; 

Save  me  from  sorrow,  guilt  and  shame, 
Thou  ever  gracious,  ever  just. 

2  Thou  art  my  Rock,  thy  name  alone 
The  fortress  where  my  hopes  retreat ; 
O  make  thy  power  and  mercy  known, 
To  safety  guide  my  wandering  feet. 

3  To  thy  kind  hand,  all  gracious  Lord, 
My  soul  I  cheerfully  resign  ; 

My  saviour  God,  I  trust  thy  word, 
For  truth,  immortal  truth,  is  thine. 

4  I  hate  their  works,  I  hate  their  ways, 
Who  follow  vanity  and  lies  ; 

But  to  the  Lord  my  hopes  I  raise, 

And  trust  his  power  who  built  the  skies* 

5  What  perfect  bliss,  O  bounteous  Lord, 
Immensely  great,  divinely  free, 

Hast  thou  reserv'd  for  their  reward, 
Who  fear  thy  name,  and  trust  in  thee  ! 

6  Blest  be  the  Lord,  for  ever  blest, 
Whose  mercy  bids  my  fear  remove  ; 
The  sacred  walls  which  guard  my  rest, 
Are  his  almighty  power  and  love. 

7  Ye  humble  souls,  who  seek  his  face, 
Let  sacred  courage  fill  your  heart  1 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  trust  his  grace, 
And  he  will  heavenly  strength  impart. 

Mrs.  Steele, 

5  m 


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PSALM  32. 


Psalm  XXXII.    Long  Metre. 
The  Marks  of  true  Repentance. 

1  HE's  blest  whose  sins  have  pardon  gain'd, 
No  more  in  judgment  to  appear  ; 
Whose  guilt  remission  has  obtain'd, 
And  whose  repentance  is  sincere. 

2  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free, 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear 

With  deep  repentance  well  agree. 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  sincere. 

3  Whilst  I  kept  silence  and  conceaPd 
My  load  of  guilt  within  my  heart, 

.  What  torment  did  my  conscience  feel  I 
What  agony  of  inward  smart  ! 

4  Heavy  on  me  thy  hand  remain'd, 
By  day  and  night  alike  distress 'd  ; 
Till  quite  of  vital  moisture  drain'd, 

Like  land  with  summer  drought  oppress'd, 

5  No  sooner  I  my  wound  disclos'd, 
The  guilt  that  tortur'd  me  within, 
But  thy  forgiveness  interpos'd, 
And  mercy's  healing  balm  pour'd  in, 

6  For  this  display  of  sovereign  grace, 
In  my  distress  so  freely  giv'n, 
Each  humble  soul  will  seek  thy  face, 
And  find  his  way  to  peace  and  heav'n. 

Tate  and  Watts  united  and  varied. 

Psalm  XXXII.    Short  Metre.  g» 
Confession  and  Pardon. 

1  O  BLESSED  souls  are  they, 
Whose  sins  are  cover'd  o'er, 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord, 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more  ! 


PSALM  33. 


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2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  When  I  conceal'd  my  guilt* 

I  felt  the  festering  wound ; 
But  I  confess'd  my  sin  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray, 

Let  saints  keep  near  the  throne  ; 
Our  help,  in  time  of  deep  distress, 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

Watts, 


Psalm  XXXIII.    Common  Metre, 
The  Works  of  Creation  aad  Providence. 

1  REJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 

The  work  belongs  to  you  ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
How  holy,  just,  and  true  ! 

2  His  mercy  and  his  righteousness 

Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim  ; 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 

3  His  wisdom  and  almighty  word 

The  heavenly  orbits  spread  ; 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Their  shining  hosts  were  made. 

4  He  bade  the  liquid  waters  flow 

To  their  appointed  deep  ; 
The  flowing  seas  their  limits  know, 
And  their  own  station  keep. 

5  Ye  tenants  of  the  spacious  earth. 

With  fear  before  him  stand ; 


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Pie  spoke,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 
And  rests  on  his  command. 

6  He  scorns  the  angry  nations'  rage, 
And  breaks  their  vain  designs  ; 
His  counsel  stands  thro'  every  age, 
And  in  full  glory  shines. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XXXIII.    Six  Line  L.  M.  ^ 

Creatures  vain,  and  God  all-sufficient. 

1  HAPPY  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
Reveals  the  treasure  of  his  word, 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne  ; 
His  eye  the  heathen  world  surveys, 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways, 

But  God,  their  Maker,  is  unknown. 

2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  host, 

And  of  his  strength,  the  warrior  boast, 

In  vain  they  boast,  in  vain  rely  ; 
In  vain  they  trust  the  brutal  force, 
Or  speed,  or  courage  of  the  horse, 
To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 

3  The  eye  of  thy  compassion,  Lord, 
Doth  more  secure  defence  afford, 

When  death  and  danger  threat'ning  stand  ; 
Thy  watchful  eye  preserves  the  just, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  trust, 

When  wars  or  famine  waste  the  land. 

4  In  sickness,  or  the  bloody  field, 
Thou,  our  Physician,  thou,  our  Shield, 

Send  us  salvation  from  thy  throne  ; 
We  wait  to  see  thy  goodness  shine, 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

for  ajl  our  hope  is  God  alone. 

Watts. 


PSALM  34.  53 
Psalm  XXXIV.  First  Part.  C.  M.  m 

Encouragement  to  trust  and  love  God. 

1  THRO'  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy  ; 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  delivVance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all  who  are  distress'd, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just : 
Protection  he  affords  to  all 

Who  make  his  name  their  trust,. 

4  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 

Experience  will  decide  ; 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear  ; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight, 
Your  wants  shall  be  his  care. 

6  Whilst  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey, 

The  Lord  will  food  provide 
For  such  as  put  their  trust  in  him, 
And  see  their  wants  supply'd. 


Psalm  XXXIV.  Second  Part.  C.  M.  b 

The  Way  of  Holiness  and  its  Reward. 
I  APPROACH,  ye  piously  disposed, 
And  my  instruction  hear  ; 
I'll  teach  you  the  true  discipline 
Of  God's  religious  fear, 
5* 

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PSALM  35. 


2  Let  him  who  length  of  life  desires, 
And  prosperous  days  would  see  ; 
From  slandering  language  keep  his  tongue, 
His  lips  from  falsehood  free. 

S  The  crooked  paths  of  vice  decline, 
And  virtue's  ways  pursue  ; 
Establish  peace  where  'tis  begun, 
And  where  'tis  lost,  renew. 

4  The  Lord  from  heaven  beholds  the  just 

With  favourable  eyes  ; 
And  when  distress'd,  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  their  cries. 

5  Deliv'rance  to  his  saints  he  gives, 

When  his  relief  they  crave  ; 
He's  nigh  to  heal  the  broken  heart, 
The  contrite  spirit  save. 

Tate. 


Psalm  XXXV.  ver.  1?,  13,  14.  C.  M.  b 

Love  to  Enemies. 

1  BEHOLD  the  love,  the  generous  love, 
Which  holy  David  shows  ! 
Hark,  how  his  tender  pity  moves 
To  his  afflicted  foes  ! 

g  When  they  are  sick,  his  soul  complains,. 
And  seems  to  feel  the  smart  ; 
The  spirit  of  the  gospel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole, 
As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
t\nd,  fasting,  mortify  5d  his  soul, 
Whilst  £pr  their  life  he  pray'ci  ! 


PSALM  36. 


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4  They  groan,  and  curse  him  on  their  bed, 

Yet  still  he  pleads  and  mourns  ; 
And  double  blessings  on  his  head 
The  righteous  God  returns. 

5  O  glorious  type  of  heavenly  grace  I 

Thus  Christ  the  Lord  appears  ; 
Whilst  sinners  curse,  the  Saviour  prays, 
And  pities  them  with  tears. 

6  He,  the  true  David,  Israel's  King, 

Bless'd  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  sin, 
Shed  his  own  precious  blood. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XXXVI.    First  Versi.  Z.  M.  % 

The  Perfections  and  Providence  of  God. 

1  THY  mercy,  Lord,  my  only  hope, 
The  highest  orb  of  heaven  transcends  ; 
Thy  sacred  truth's  unmeasur'd  scope 
Above  the  spreading  skies  extends. 

2  Thy  justice  like  the  hills  remains, 
Unfathom'd  depths  thy  judgments  are  ; 
Thy  providence  the  world  sustains, 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

3  Since  of  thy  goodness  all  partake, 
With  what  assurance  should  the  just 
Thy  shelt'ring  wings  their  refuge  make3 
And  saints  to  thy  protection  trust. 

4  Such  guests  shall  to  thy  courts  be  led, 
To  banquet  on  thy  love's  repast  ; 
And  drink,  as  from  the  fountain  head, 
Of  joys  that  shall  for  ever  last. 

5  Then  let  thy  saints  thy  favour  gain, 
To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  display  ; 


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PSALM  36. 


With  thee,  the  springs  of  life  remain, 
Thy  presence  is  eternal  day. 

Tate. 

Psalm  XXXVI.  Sec.  Versi.  L.  M.  % 

The  Divine  Being  and  Perfections. 

1  HIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines  ; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  thro5  every  cloud, 
Which  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs, 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  men  and  beasts  thy  bounty  share  ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  O  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace, 
Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs  ; 
The  sons  of  Adam,  in  distress, 

Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house 
We  shall  be  fed  with  rich  repast  ; 
There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 

6  Life,  like  a  fountain  full  and  free, 
Springs  from  the  presence  of  the  Lord ; 
And  in  thy  light,  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 

Watts. 


psalm  sr. 


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Psalm  XXXVII.   First  Part.  C.  M. 

The  Cure  of  Envy  and  Unbelief. 

1  WHY  should  I  vex  my  soul,  and  fret 

To  see  the  wicked  rise  ? 
Or  envy  sinners  waxing  great, 
By  violence  and  lies  I 

2  As  flowery  grass,  cut  down  at  npon, 

Before  the  evening  fades, 
So  shall  their  glory  vanish  soon, 
In  everlasting  shades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  trust, 

And  practise  all  that's  good  ; 
So  shall  I  dwell  among  the  just, 
And  never  want  for  food. 

4  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 

And  cheerful  wait  his  will  ; 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  desires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  shalt  thou  display, 

And  make  thy  judgments  known  ; 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  shall  still  the  earth  possess, 

And  be  the  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
True  riches,  in  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  soujs  are  given. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XXXVII.  Sec.  Part.  C.  M.  fcT 

Religion  in  Words  and  Deeds. 

1  WHY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast, 
And  grow  profanely  bold  ; 
The'meanest  portion  of  the  ju,st 
Excels  the  sinner's  gold. 


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2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 
But  ne'er  designs  to  pay  ; 
The  just  is  merciful,  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

a  His  alms  with  liberal  hand  he  gives 
To  all  the  sons  of  need  ; 
His  memory  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  blessed  is  his  seed. 

4  His  lips  abhor  to  speak  profane, 

To  slander  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  law  and  gospel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 
Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word, 
His  feet  shall  never  slide. 

5  When  sinners  fall,  the  righteous  stand, 
Preserv'd  from  every  snare  ; 
They  shall  possess  the  promis'd  land, 
And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XXXVII.  Third  Part.  C.  M.  m  or 

The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

1  MY  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 

Are  order'd  by  thy  will  ; 
Though  they  should  fall,  they  rise  again, 
Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways, 

Their  virtue  he  approves ; 
He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 


PSALM  33. 


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3  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 

Their  porcion  and  their  home  ; 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blessings  long  to  come. 

4  The  haughty  sinner  have  I  seen, 

Not  fearing  man  or  God  ; 
Like  princely  laurel  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad  ; 

5  And  lo,  he  vanish'd  from  the  ground, 

Destroy'd  by  hands  unseen  ; 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found, 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

6  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness, 

His  several  steps  attend  ; 
True  pleasure  runs  through  all  his  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XXXVIII.  ver.  9,  10.  C.  M.  t> 

Consolation  in  Death. 

1  MY  soul,  the  awful  hour  will  come, 

Apace  it  hastens  on, 
To  bear  this  body  to  the  tomb, 
And  thee  to  scenes  unknown. 

2  My  heart,  long  labouring  with  its  woes, 

Shall  pant  and  sink  away ; 
And  you,  my  eyelids,  soon  shall  close 
On  the  last  glimmering  ray. 

3  Whence,  in  that  hour,  shall  I  receive 

A  cordial  for  my  pain  ? 
When,  if  the  richest  were  my  friends. 
Those  friends  would  weep  in  vain  i  * 

4  Great  King  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

To  thee  my  spirit  flies  ; 


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PSALM  39. 


And  opens  all  its  deep  distress 
Before  thy  pitying  eyes. 

5  All  my  desires  to  thee  are  known, 

And  every  secret  fear  ; 
The  meaning  of  each  broken  groan 
Is  notic'd  by  thine  ear. 

6  O  place  me  by  that  mighty  power 

Which  to  such  love  belongs, 
Where  darkness  veils  the  eyes  no  more, 
And  groans  are  chang'd  to  songs. 

Doddridge. 

Psalm  XXXIX.    Common  Metre. 
Man's  Mortality. 

1  TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 

Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 

How  short  the  fleeting  time  ? 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 
But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  show, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore  ; 
They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who. 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

5  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for  then 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 


^_  PSALM  40.   61 

6  This  fruitless  search  no  more  be  mine, 
Such  hopes  I  now  recal  ; 
My  earthly  prospects  I  resign, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XL.    First  Part.    C.  M.  b 

Deliverance  from  great  Distress. 

1  I  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 

He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  Sunk  in  the  depths  of  sore  distress, 

And  all  my  struggles  vain  ; 
When  human  help  seem'd  daily  less. 
He  rais'd  me  up  again, 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand. 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new,  thankful  song. 

4  I'll  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad, 

The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear  ; 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  What  mercies  fill  my  wondering  view  ! 

How  many,  and  how  great  ! 
Life  is  too  short,  and  words  too  few, 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor  and  low, 

With  hope  I'll  never  part, 
For  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 
And  bears  me  on  his  heart, 

W^TTS, 

6 


6.2 


PSALM  40. 


Psalm  XL.    Sec.  Part.    C.  M.  % 

The  Divine  Mission  and  Sacrifice  of  Christ. 

1  THUS  saith  the  Lord,  "  Your  work  is  vain, 

"  Give  your  burnt  offerings  o'er ; 
"  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  slain, 
"  My  soul  delights  no  more." 

2  Then  spake  the  Saviour, "  Lo,  I'm  here, 

"  My  God,  to  do  thy  will ; 
«  Whate'er  thy  sacred  books  declare, 
"  Thy  servant  shall  fulfil." 

3  And  see,  the  blest  Redeemer  comes, 

Th'  eternal  Son  appears ; 
And  at  the  appointed  time  assumes 
The  body  God  prepares  ! 

4  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace, 

And  much  his  truth  he  show'd  ; 
And  preach'd  the  way  of  righteousness, 
Where  great  assemblies  stood. 

5  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 

He  pitied  sinners'  cries  ; 
And,  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
Was  made  a  sacrifice. 

6  No  blood  of  beasts  on  altars  shed 

Could  cleanse  from  guilt  within  ; 
But  the  one  sacrifice  he  made, 
Atones  for  all  our  sin. 

7  Then  was  the  great  salvation  spread, 

And  Satan's  kingdom  shook  ; 
Thus,  by  the  woman's  promis'd  seed, 
The  serpent's  head  was  broke. 

Watts. 


PSALM  41,  42. 


Psalm  XLI.    Long  Metre. 

Charity  rewarded. 

1  BLEST  is  the  man,  whose  tender  care 
Relieves  the  poor  in  their  distress  ; 
Whose  pity  wipes  the  widow's  tear, 
Whose  hand  supports  the  fatherless. 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 
More  good  than  his  own  hand  can  do  ; 
He,  in  the  time  of  general  grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  pity  too. 

3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 
With  secret  blessings  on  his  head  ; 
When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  dearth 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 

God  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgiven ; 
Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heaven. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XLII.    Common  Metre.        or  b 
The  Pleasure  of  Publick  Worship. 

1  AS  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 

When  heated  in  the  chase  ; 
So  longs  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee, 
And  thy  refreshing  grace. 

2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 

My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine  ; 
O  when  shall  I  behold  thy  face, 
Thou  majesty  divine  ? 

5  I  sigh  whene'er  my  musing  thoughts 
Those  happy  days  present, 
When  I,  with  my  religious  friends, 
Thy  temple  did  frequent. 


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PSALM  43. 


4  When  I  advanced  with  songs  of  praise, 

My  solemn  vows  to  pay  ; 
Amidst  the  joyful  sacred  throng, 
Which  kept  the  festal  day. 

5  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

Trust  God,  and  he'll  employ 
His  aid  for  thee,  and  change  thy  sighs 
To  hymns  of  sacred  joy. 

6  Why,  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

Hope  still,  and  thou  shalt  sing 
The  praise  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
Thy  health's  eternal  spring. 

Tate. 

Psalm  XLIIL    Long  Metre.    ^  or  b 
Complaint  and  Hope. 

1  GOD  of  our  strength,  to  thee  we  cry, 
O  let  us  not  forgotten  lie  ; 
Oppress'd  with  sorrows  and  with  care, 
To  thy  protection  we  repair. 

2  O  let  thy  light  attend  our  way, 
Thy  truth  afford  its  steady  ray  ; 
To  Zion's  hill  direct  our  feet, 
To  worship  at  thy  sacred  seat. 

3  Thy  praise,  O  God,  shall  tune  the  lyre, 
Thy  love  our  joyful  song  inspire ; 

To  thee,  our  cordial  thanks  be  paid, 
Our  sure  defence,  our  constant  aid. 

4  Why  then  dejected  and  distrest  ? 

And  whence  the  grief  that  fills  our  breast  ? 
In  God  we'll  hope,  and  to  him  raise 
A  monument  of  endless  praise. 

Altered  from  Merrick. 


PSALM  44,  45. 


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Psalm  XLIV.    Common  Metre.  ^  or  b 

In  time  of  War. 

1  O  LORD,  our  fathers  oft  have  told,  f 

In  our  attentive  ears', 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  performed, 
And  in  more  ancient  years. 

2  'Twas  not  their  courage,  nor  their  sword 

To  them  salvation  gave  ; 
*Twas  not  their  number,  nor  their  strength 
That  did  their  country  save. 

3  By  thy  right  hand,  thy  powerful  arm, 

Whose  succour  they  implor'd, 
Thy  providence  protected  them, 
Who  thy  great  name  ador'd. 

4  As  thee,  their  God,  our  fathers  own'd, 

So  thou  art  still  our  King  ; 
O  therefore,  as  thou  didst  to  them, 
To  us  deliverance  bring. 

5  We  will  not  trust  our  sword  nor  bow, 

When  we  in  war  engage  ; 
But  thee,  who  canst  subdue  our  foe, 
And  calm  their  haughty  rage. 

6  To  thee  the  glory  we'll  ascribe, 

From  whom  salvation  came  ; 
In  God  our  shield -we  will  rejoice, 
And  ever  bless  thy  name. 

Tate  varied. 
Psalm  XLV.    First  Part.    L.  M. 

The  Glory  of  Christ  and  the  Power  of  his  Gospel. 

1  NOW  be  my  heart  inspir'd  to  sing 
The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King  ; 
My  tongue  shall  all  his  worth  proclaim, 
And  speak  the  honours  of  his  name. 

6* 


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PSALM  45. 


2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race 
He  shines  with  a  superior  grace  ; 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  blessings  all  his  state  compose, 

3  Dress  thee  in  arms,  most  mighty  Lord, 
Gird  on  thy  sharp  victorious  sword ; 
In  majesty  and  glory  ride, 

With  truth  and  meekness  at  thy  side. 

4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
Shall  pierce  thy  foes  of  stubborn  heart  ; 
Or  words  of  mercy,  kind  and  sweet, 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  O  God,*  for  ever  stands, 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right  ; 
Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 

6  Thy  Father,  God,  hath  richly  shed 
His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head  ; 
And  with  his  sacred  spirit  blest 
His  first  born  Son  above  the  rest, 

*  See  Hebrews,  i.  8.  Wajts. 
Psalm  XLV.  Sec.  Part.  L.  M.  % 

Christ  and  his  Church. 

1  THE  King  of  Saints,  how  fair  his  face  ! 
Adorn'd  with  majesty  and  grace  ! 

He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 
The  church,  array'd  in  purest  gold  ; 
The  world  admires  her  heavenly  dress, 
Her  robes  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  He  forms  her  graces  like  his  own, 

He  calls  and  seats  her  near  his  throne  : 


PSALM  46. 


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Then  let  thy  wandering  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  state. 

4  So  shall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
In  thee,  the  object  of  his  choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 
He  is  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  hour,  when  thou  shalt  rise 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  skies  ; 
And  all  thy  sons,  a  numerous  train, 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign. 

6  Let  endless  honours  crown  his  head, 
Let  every  age  his  praises  spread  ; 
Whilst  we  with  cheerful  songs  approve 
The  condescensions  of  his  love. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XLVL    Long  Metre. 
Praise  for  National  Peacew 

{  GREAT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise  ; 
Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 
And  rage  and  noise  and  tumult  reign, 
When  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 
And  slaughter  spreads  the  crimson  plain  ; 

S  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks-calmly  down, 
And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  thei? 
Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own,     [power  i 
And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wings, 
Reviving  commerce  spreads  her  saiis5 


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PSALM  46. 


The  fields  are  green,  and  plenty  sings 
Responsive  o'er  the  hills  and  vales. 

5  Thou  good  and  wise  and  righteous  Lord, 
All  move  subservient  to  thy  will ; 

Both  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 

6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs, 
Thy  kind  protection  still  implore  ; 

O  may  our  hearts,  and  lives  and  tongues 
Confess  thy  goodness  and  adore. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Psalm  XLVI.    Six  Line  L.  M.    ^  or  b 

War  and  Peace. 

1  GOD  is  our  refuge  in  distress, 

A  present  help  when  dangers  press  ; 

In  him  undaunted  we'll  confide  ; 
Though  earth  were  from  her  centre  tost, 
And  mountains  in  the  ocean  lost, 

Dissolv'd  by  every  rising  tide. 

2  A  gentle  stream  with  gladness  still 
The  city  of  our  God  shall  fill, 

The  sacred  seat  of  God  most  high  ; 
God  dwells  in  Zion,  whose  fair  towers 
Shall  mock  th'  assaults  of  earthly  powers, 

Whilst  his  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

3  In  tumults,  when  the  heathen  rag'd, 
And  kingdoms  war  against  us  wag'd, 

He  thunder'd  and  dispers'd  their  powers  ; 
The  Lord  of  hosts  conducts  our  arms, 
Our  tower  of  refuge  in  alarms, 

Our  fathers'  guardian  God,  and  ours. 


PSALM  47. 


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4  Come,  see  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
On  earth  what  desolations  brought, 

How  he  has  calm'd  the  jarring  world  ; 
He  broke  the  warlike  spear  and  bow, 
With  them  the  thundering  chariot  too 

Into  devouring  flames  were  hurl'd. 

5  Submit  to  God's  almighty  sway, 
For  him  the  nations  shall  obey, 

Arid  earth  her  sovereign  Lord  confess  ; 
The  God  of  hosts  conducts  our  arms, 
Our  tower  of  refuge  in  alarms, 

As  to  our  fathers  in  distress. 

Tate. 


Psalm  XL VII.    Common  Metre,  $g 
Universal  Praise. 

1  O  FOR  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 

To  God  the  sovereign  King  ! 
ket  every  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Whilst  angels  shout  their  lofty  praise, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

3  Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound? 
.  Let  knowledge  lead  the  song  ; 

Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 

4  In  Israel  stood  his  ancient  throne, 

He  lov'd  that  chosen  race  ! 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  taste  his  grace. 

Watts. 


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PSALM  48,  49. 


Psalm  XLVIII.    Short  Metre. 
Gospel  Worship  and  Order. 

1  Great  is  the  Lord  our  God, 

And  let  his  praise  be  great  ; 
He  makes  the  church  his  blest  abode. 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

2  Far  as  thy  name  is  known, 

The  world  declares  thy  praise  ; 
Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  songs  of  honour  raise. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell  ; 
Compass  and  view  thy  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well ; 

4  The  order  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how  wise  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worship  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die ; 
Will  be  our  God  whilst  here  below, 
Our  God  above  the  sky. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XLIX.    Common  Metre.  fj 
The  Vanity  of  Riches. 
1  WHY  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
To  insolence  and  pride, 
To  see  his  wealth  and  honours  flow 
With  every  rising  tide  ? 


PSALM  50. 


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2  Not  all  his  treasures  can  procure 

His  soul  a  short  reprieve  ; 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

3  The  worth  of  life  can  ne'er  be  told, 

Its  ransome  is  too  high  ; 
Justice  cannot  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die. 

4  He  sees  the  brutish  and  the  wise, 

The  timorous  and  the  brave, 
Quit  their  possessions,  close  their  eyes, 
And  hasten  to  the  grave. 

5  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 

a  My  house  shall  ever  stand  ; 
"  And,  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 
"  I'll  give  it  to  my  land.' 

6  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  lost, 

How  soon  his  memory  dies  ! 
His  name  is  written  in  the  dust 
In  which  his  body  lies. 

Watts. 

Psalm  L.    First  Part.    C.  M.  b 

The  last  Judgment. 

{I  THE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 
Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh  ; 
The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 
And  near  the  western  sky. 

2  No  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say, 

"  Judgment  will  ne'er  begin  ;" 
No  more  abuse  his  long  delay, 
To  impudence  and  sin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud,  our  God  shall  comc; 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way  ; 


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PSALM  50. 


Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. 

4  Heaven  from  above,  his  call  shall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come  ; 
And  earth  and  hell  shall  know  and  fear 
His  justice,  and  their  doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  saints,  (he  cries) 

"  Who  made  their  peace  with  God, 
"  Through  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice, 
"  And  seal'd  it  with  his  blood. 

6  "  Their  faith  and  works,  brought  forth  to  light? 

"  Shall  make  the  world  confess 
"  My  sentence  of  reward  is  right, 
"  And  heaven  adore  my  grace." 

Watts. 


Psalm  L.    Sec.  Part.    L.  M.  b 

Hypocrisy  exposed. 

1  THE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns* 
Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 

Who  place  their  hopes  in  rites  and  forms. 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care. 

2  They  dare  rehearse  his  sacred  name, 
With  lips  of  falsehood  and  deceit ; 

A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
And  sooth  and  flatter  those  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbour  wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  seek  their  Maker's  face  ; 
They  take  his  cov'nant  on  their  tongue, 
But  break  his  laws,  abuse  his  grace. 

4  To  heaven  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
DefiFd  with  lust,  and  stain'd  with  blood ; 
By  night  they  practise  every  sin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God, 


PSALM  51. 


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5  And  whilst  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  secure,  and  sin  the  more ; 
They  think  he  sleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour, 

6  O  dreadful  hour  !  when  God  draws  near, 
And  sets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes  ; 
Their  guilt  and  punishment  appear, 
And  no  deliverer  can  arise. 

Watts. 


Psalm  LI.    First  Part.    Long  Metre,  b 
A  Penitent  Pleading  for  Pardon. 

1  SHEW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive, 
Let  a  repenting  sinner  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  the  contrite  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  sins,  though  great,  do  not  surpass 
The  riches  of  eternal  grace  ; 

Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  ; 
And  should  thy  judgment  be  severe, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Yet,  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Seeks  for  some  precious  promise  there, 
Some  sure  protection  from  despair, 

7 


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6  Then  shall  thy  love  inspire  my  tongtie, 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song ; 
And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

Watts. 

Psalm  LI.    Second  Part.    £.  M. 

The  Penitent  restored. 

1  O  THOU,  who  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Regard  them  not  with  angry  look, 

But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 

2  Renew  me,  O  my  God,  within. 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  not  depart, 

Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight  \ 
Thy  holy  joys,  O  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  not  despise 
A  contrite  heart  for  sacrifice. 

5  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  wretch  condemn'd  to  die. 

6  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  grace, 
Sinners  shall  learn  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
I'll  lead  them  in  the  heavenly  road, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 


PSALM  52,  53.  75 

Psalm  LII.  united  with  the  55th.  &  M.  b 

Devotion  and  Confidence. 

1  LET  sinners  take  their  course, 

And  choose  the  road  to  death  ; 
But  in  the  praises  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

O  my  eternal  God, 
Whilst  sinners  perish  in  surprise  ; 
Beneath  thy  angry  rod. 

3  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 

And  no  sad  changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear  thy  holy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

4  But  like  an  olive  tree, 

Within  thy  courts  I'll  stand, 
And  confidently,  Lord,  rely 
On  thy  protecting  hand. 

5  With  all  my  heavy  cares,  d 

I'll  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
I'll  cast  my  burden  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 

The  children  of  his  love  ; 
The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 

Watts  and  Merrick., 

Psalm  LIII.    Long  Metre.      or  J> 
Compared  with  Rom.  iii.  10,  11. 
The  Degeneracy  of  the  World  removed  by  the  Gospel. 
1  BEHOLD  the  fool,  whose  heart  denies 
The  God  who  form'd  the  earth  and  skies  ! 
And,  whilst  the  path  of  sin  he  treads, 
How  wide  the  dire  example  spreads  I 


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PSALM  54. 


2  The  eternal  sovereign  from  on  high 
Cast  on  the  sons  of  men  his  eye, 
To  see  if  any  understood, 

And  fear'd,  and  lov'd  their  Maker,  God. 

3  But  all  were  so  degenerate  grown, 
None  the  true  God  had  fully  known  ! 
Both  Jew  and  Gentile  long  had  been 
By  lust  enslav'd,  and  dead  in  sin. 

4  Both  gone  from  wisdom's  path  astray, 
Pursu'd  the  errors  of  their  way, 
With  dismal  superstition  blind, 
And  causless  terrors  fill'd  their  mind. 

5  Who,  gracious  God,  to  sinners'  eyes 
Could  bid  the  wish'd  salvation  rise  ? 
Thy  SON  did  light  and  truth  display, 
And  turn  their  darkness  into  day. 

6  No  flesh  shall  boast  of  righteousness, 
But  guilty  shall  themselves  confess  ; 
And  when  they  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
In  thy  salvation  shall  rejoice. 

Merrick,  with  additions. 
Psalm  LIV.    Particular  Metre, 
Deliverance  from  Enemies. 

1  THY  name,  O  God,  my  heart  avows  ; 
Do  thou  my  injur'd  cause  espouse, 

And  be  thy  strength  my  aid  ; 
My  fervent  cries  in  mercy  hear, 
And  let  them  by  thy  pitying  ear 

With  full  regard  be  weigh'd. 

2  For  people  from  thy  fear  estrang'd, 
With  tyrants  fierce,  against  me  rang'd* 

My  fainting  soul  pursue  ; 


PSALM  55. 


7T 


But  midst  my  helpers,  heaven's  high  Lord 
Shall  stand,  and,  faithful  to  his  word, 
Each  adverse  power  subdue. 

3  O  let  my  heart,  their  rage  repell'd, 
Itself  a  willing  offering  yield ; 

To  thee  its  praise  shall  flow ; 
Whilst  to  my  thought  thy  mercies  rise, 
That  gave  me  with  exulting  eyes 

To  see  my  prostrate  foe. 

Merrick. 


Psalm  LV.    Common  Metre.  (5 
Impatience  corrected  by  Faith. 

1  O  WERE  I  like  a  feather'd  dove  ! 

If  innocence  had  wings, 
I'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 
From  all  these  restless  things. 

2  Let  me  to  some  wild  desert  go, 

And  find  a  peaceful  home  ; 
Where  storms  of  malice  never  blow, 
Temptations  never  come. 

3  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all, 

T*  escape  the  rage  of  hell  ! 
The  mighty  God,  on  whom  I  call, 
Can  save  me  here  as  well. 

4  By  morning  light  I'll  seek  his  face, 

At  noon  repeat  my  cry  ; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  ask  his  grace, 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

5  God,  my  preserver  and  my  friend, 

Can  shield  me  when  afraid  ; 
Ten  thousand  angels  must  attend) 
If  he  command  their  aid. 

7* 


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PSALM  56,  57. 


6  I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
He  will  sustain  them  all  ; 
My  faith  shall  rest  upon  his  word, 
And  I  shall  never  fall. 

Watts. 

Psalm  LVI.  Common  Metre,  b 
God?s  Care  of  his  People. 
I  IN  God,  most  holy,  just  and  true, 
I  have  repos'd  my  trust  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  dp, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust, 

%  God  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints, 
Their  cries  affect  his  ears  ; 
Thou  hast  a  book  for  their  complaints, 
A  bottle  for  their  tears. 

3  Thy  solemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 

Thou  shalt  receive  my  praise  ; 
I'll  sing,  "  how  faithful  is  thy  word, 
"  How  righteous  are  thy  ways  1" 

4  Thou  hast  secur'd  my  soul  from  death  ; 

O  set  thy  servant  free, 
That  heart,  and  hand,  and  life,  and  breath 
May  be  employ'd  for  thee. 

Watts. 

Psalm  LVII.  Long  Metre, 
Divine  Protection,  Grace  and  Truth, 

J  MY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 
Of  boundless  love,  and  grace  unknown  ; 
flide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings, 
yiJJ  the  dark  cloud  be  overblown. 


PSALM  58.. 


79 


2  Up  to  the  heavens,  I  raise  my  cry, 
The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform  ; 
He  sends  his  angel  from  the  sky, 

And  saves  me  from  the  threatening  storm. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

4  My  heart  is  fix'd,  my  song  shall  raise 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 
And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky  ; 

His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens  where  angej|  dwell  ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

Watts. 


Psalm  LVIII.  Six  Line  Long  Metre,  b 
The  Destruction  of  Tyrants  and  Oppressors. 

1  SHALL  tyrants  rule  by  impious  laws  ? 
Shall  they  despise  the  righteous  cause, 

When  innocence  before  them  stands  ? 
Dare  they  condemn  the  helpless  poor, 
And  let  oppressors  rest  secure, 
Whilst  gold  and  greatness  bribe  their  hands, 

2  Do  they  forget  th'  almighty  name, 
That  God  o'er  all  is  Judge  supreme  ? 

High  in  the  heavens  his  justice  reigns  ; 


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PSALM  59. 


Yet  they  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  send  their  bold  decrees  abroad, 
To  bind  the  free  born  soul  in  chains. 

3  A  poison'd  arrow  is  their  tongue, 
The  arrow  sharp,  the  poison  strong  ! 

And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds  I 
They  hear  no  counsels,  cries  nor  tears  ; 
So  the  deaf  adder  stops  her  ears 

Against  the  melody  of  sounds. 

4  Break  thou  their  teeth,  Almighty  God, 
The  teeth  of  lions  drench'd  in  blood, 

And  crush  those  serpents  in  the  dust ; 
Thy  voice  shall  thunder  from  the  sky, 
Their  crowns  shall  fall,  their  titles  die, 

Their  grandeur  and  their  power  be  lost 

5  Thus  shall  thy  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Freedom  and  peace  to  men  afford, 

And  nations  shall  unite  and  say, 
"  Sure  there's  a  God,  that  rules  on  high, 
"  Who  hears  th'  oppressed  when  they  cry, 

"  And  all  their  sufferings  will  repay." 

Watts  altered. 


Psalm  LIX.  Short  Metre.  b 
For  Deliverance  from  the  Savages. 

1  LORD,  let  our  humble  cry 

Before  thy  throne  ascend  ; 
Behold  us  with  compassion's  eye, 
And  still  our  lives  defend. 

2  For  foes,  a  numerous  band 

Against  our  lives  conspire  ; 
They  aim  destruction  thro'  the  land, 
And  spread  the  raging  fire, 


PSALM  60. 


81 


3  Beneath  the  silent  shade 

Their  secret  plots  they  lay, 
Our  peaceful  towns  by  night  invade, 
And  waste  the  fields  by  day. 

4  And  will  the  God  of  grace, 

Regardless  of  our  pain, 
Permit  secure  that  bloody  race, 
To  riot  o'er  the  slain  ? 

5  In  vain  their  secret  guile 

Or  open  force  they  prove  ; 
Thine  eye  can  pierce  the  deepest  veil, 
Thy  hand  their  force  remove. 

6  Deliver  us  from  death, 

Send  our  invaders  home  ; 
Or  drive  them  with  thy  powerful  breath 
Thro'  distant  wilds  to  roam, 

7  Then  shall  our  grateful  voice 

Proclaim  our  guardian  God; 
In  thy  salvation  we'll  rejoice, 
And  sound  thy  praise  abroad. 

Barlow,  altered. 


Psalm  LX.    Common  Metre.  \y 
Humiliation  for  Disappointment  in  War. 

1  LORD,  hast  thou  cast  the  nation  off  ? 

Must  we  for  ever  mourn  ? 
Wilt  thou  consume  us  in  thy  wrath  ? 
Shall  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

2  The  terror  of  one  frown  of  thine 

Melts  all  our  strength  away  : 
Like  men  subdued  by  power  of  wine5 
We  tremble  in  dismay.  A 


PSALM  61. 


3  Our  country  shakes  beneath  thy  stroke, 

And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand  ; 
O  hear  the  people  thou  hast  broke, 
And  save  the  sinking  land. 

4  Lift  up  thy  banner  in  the  field, 

For  those  who  fear  thy  name  ; 
Defend  thy  people  with  thy  shield, 
And  put  our  foes  to  shame. 

5  Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fight, 

And  be  their  guardian  God  ; 
In  vain  confederate  powers  unite 
Against  thy  lifted  rod. 

6  Our  troops  shall  gain  a  wide  renown 

By  thine  assisting  hand  ; 
For  God  shall  tread  the  mighty  down, 
And  make  the  feeble  stand. 

Watts. 

Psalm  LXIt    Long  Metre.  ^ 
Safety  in  God. 

1  WHEN  overwhelm'd  with  pain  and  grief, 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 

My  heart  within  me  sinks  and  dies, 
To  God  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes. 

2  High  on  the  rock  my  footsteps  rear, 
There  let  me  stand  unmov'd,  and  hear 
The  storms,  which  now  around  me  beat, 
Roll  harmless  underneath  my  feet. 

3  Thee,  Lord,  I  seek,  whene'er  my  foes, 
On  mischief  bent,  my  path  enclose  ; 
Thou  art,  in  every  dangerous  hour, 
My  steadfast  hope,  my  strongest  tower. 

4  Remote  from  fear,  within  thy  shrine, 
Thou,  Lord,  my  dwelling  shalt  assign  ; 


PSALM  62. 


Thy  wings  shall  wrap  me  in  their  shade, 
For  thou  hast  heard  me  when  I  pray'd. 

5  Safe  in  thy  presence  let  me  stand, 
And  share  the  blessings  of  thy  hand  ; 
My  dwelling  let  thy  truth  defend. 
Thy  mercy  on  my  steps  attend. 

6  So  shall  thy  love  awake  my  song, 
My  voice  the  willing  note  prolong  ; 
Whilst,  warm'd  with  zeal,  my  vows  I  pay, 
And  bless  thee  to  my  latest  day. 

Merrick  varied, 

Psalm  LXIL    Long  Metre.  k 
No  Trust  in  the  Creatures,  but  in  God. 

1  MY  spirit  looks  to  God  alone, 

My  rock  and  refuge  are  his  throne  ; 
In  all  my  fears,  m  all  my  straits, 
My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways, 
To  him  your  suppliant  voices  raise  ; 
When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all  sufficient  aid. 

5"  False  ar||j|&e  men  of  high  degree, 
The  basW^ort  are  vanity  ; 
Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 
Light  as  a  breath  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust, 
Nor  set  your  heart  on  glittering  dust ; 
Why  will  you  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  hath  spoke  ? 

5  Once  hath  his  awful  voice  declared, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
"  All  power  is  his  eternal  due, 

"  He  must  be  fear'd  and  trusted  too." 


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PSALM  63. 


6  For  sovereign  power  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  ; 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  adjudge  our  last  reward. 

Watts, 

Psalm  LXIII.    Common  Metre. 
For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  EARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 

I  haste  to  seek  thy  face, 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims,  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour, 
That  vision  so  divine. 

4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well^ 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taAjfc 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell.  ™ 

5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move  ; 
Nor  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

6  Thus  till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King  ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

Watts. 


PSALM  63. 


85 


PSALM  LXIII.  Long  Metre.  % 
The  Love  of  God  and  his  Worship. 

1  GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  ; 
Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ; 

And  I  am  thine,  by  sacred  ties, 

Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood, 

3  With  heart,  ajid  eyes,  and  lifted  hands., 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look  ; 

As  travellers,  in  thirsty  lands, 
Long  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  With  early  feet,  I  will  appear 
Among  thy  saints,  and  seek  thy  face  ; 
Give  me  to  see  thy  glory  there, 
And  taste  the  richness  of  thy  grace. 

5  Not  all,  by  worldly  men  possess'd 
Not  all  the  joys  our  senses  know. 
Can  make  me  so  divinely  blest, 
Or  raise  my  cheerful  passions  so. 

6  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 
Whilst  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise  ; 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  well  employ  my  future  days. 

Watts. 

Psalm  LXIII.    Short  Metre. 

Delight  in  Divine  Worship. 

1  MY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
With  joy  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail, 
To  taste  thy  love  divine, 
8 


86  P9ALM  64. 


2  Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  my  place  ; 
Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold, 
And  feel  thy  quickening  grace, 

3  For  life,  without  thy  love, 

No  relish  can  afford  ; 
No  joy  can  be  compar'd  with  this, 
To  serve  and  please  the  Loi^d. 

4  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hands, 

And  praise  thee  whilst  I  live  ; 
Not  the  gay  scenes  of  time  and  sense 
Such  pure  delight  can  give. 

$  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 
To  thee  my  spirit  flies  ; 
And  on  thy  watchful  Providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

6  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 
My  soul  in  safety  keeps  ; 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  supports  my  steps. 

Watts. 

Psalm  LXIV.  Six  Line  L.  M.  ^ 
In  a  Time  of  Insurrection. 

1  O  LORD,  to  our  request  give  ear, 
And  free  our  souls  from  hostile  fear  ; 
For  crafty  men,  of  impious  mind, 
(Their  powers  in  secret  league  combin'd) 
With  factious  rage  their  plots  devise, 
And  vent  their  malice,  mix'd  with  lies. 

2  Behold  the  slaughter-breathing  throng, 
Whet  like  a  sword  their  threat'ning  tongue. 
And  bend  their  bows,  to  shoot  their  darts 
Against  the  men  of  upright  hearts  : 


PSALM  65.  St 

I       -  -     -   -  ■  1 

In  works  of  mischief  they  agree, 
And  vainly  think  that  none  shall  see. 

3  But,  wretches,  whither  will  ye  fly  ? 
Behold  the  arrow  from  on  high 
Descends,  and  bears  upon  its  wing 
The  wrath  of  heaven's  offended  King ! 
You*  slanders  on  yourselves  shall  fall, 
Hated,  despised,  and  shunn'd  by  all. 

4  The  world  shall  then  God's  power  confess* 
His  wisdom,  love  and  righteousness  ; 
And  men  shall  see,  with  rev'rend  thought. 
The  wonders  that  his  hand  hath  wrought ; 
Whilst  all  shall  own  his  dealings  just, 
The  righteous  in  his  name  shall  trust. 

Tate  and  Merrick,  nnited  and  varied. 

Psalm  LXV.    First  Part.    L.  M.  ~~ 
Publick  Worship. 

1  FOR  thee,  O  God,  our  constant  praise 
In  Zion  waits,  thy  chosen  seat  ; 

Our  promis'd  altars  there  we'll  raise, 
And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete. 

2  O  thou,  who  to  my  humble  prayer 
Didst  always  bend  thy  listening  ear, 
To  thee  shall  all  mankind  repair, 
And  at  thy  gracious  throne  appear. 

3  Our  sins,  though  numberless,  in  vain 
To  stop  thy  flowing  mercy  try  ; 

For  thou  wilt  purge  the  guilty  stain, 
And  wash  away  the  crimson  die. 

4  Blest  is  the  man,  who,  near  thee  plac'd, 
Within  thy  sacred  dwelling  lives  ; 
Whilst  we  at  humbler  distance  taste 
The  vast  delight  thy  worship  gives. 

Tate; 


88  PSALM  65. 


Psalm  LXV. 4  First  Part.  C.  M.  m 

Divine  Providence  in  Air,  Earth,  and  Sea. 

1  'TIS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

God  of  eternal  power  ; 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heaven,  air,  and  earth  are  thine  ; 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  Author  is  divine. 

4  Those  wandering  cisterns  in  the  sky, 

Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
Whose  watery  treasures  well  supply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

Watts. 


Psalm  LXV.  Third  Part.  C.  M.  ^ 

Fruitful  Seasons. 

1  GOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 

Who  makes  the  earth  his  care  ; 
Visits  the  pastures  every  spring, 
And  bids  the  grass  appear. 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 

Pour  out,  at  thy  command, 
Their  watery  blessings  from  the  sky. 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 


PSALM  65. 


89 


3  The  soften'd  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  spring ; 
The  vallies  rich  provision  yield, 
The  grateful  labourers  sing. 

4  The  little  hills  on  every  side 

Rejoice  at  falling  showers  ; 
The  meadows,  dress'd  in  all  their  pride* 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

5  The  barren  clods  refreshed  with  rain, 

Promise  a  joyful  crop  ; 
The  fields,  with  verdure  fill'd,  again 
Revive  the  reaper's  hope. 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns, 

How  bounteous  are  thy  ways  ! 
The  bleating  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs, 
And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise. 

Watts, 

Psalm  LXV.   Long  Metre.  g& 
A  New  Version* 

1  THY  praise,  O  God,  in  Zion  waits  ; 
All  flesh  shall  crowd  thy  sacred  gates, 
To  offer  sacrifice  and  prayer, 

And  pay  their  willing  homage  there > 

2  What  though  iniquity  prevail, 
And  feeble  flesh  be  prone  to  fail  ; 
Yet,  Lord,  thy  grace  thou  wilt  display 
And  purge  each  hateful  stain  away. 

3  Blest  is  the  man  approv'd  by  thee, 
And  brought  thy  holy  courts  to  see  I 
Goodness,  immense  and  unconfin'd, 
Shall  largely  feast  his  longing  mind, 

4  Great  God,  by  thy  almighty  hand, 
The  everlasting  mountains  stand ; 

8* 


90 


PSALM  66. 


And  every  storm,  and  every  flood, 
Obey  thy  all  commanding  nod. 

5  Thy  lightnings,  flashing  through  the  skies, 
Fill  the  wide  earth  with  sad  surprise  ; 
But,  cheer'd  by  thy  enlivening  voice, 
Rising  and  setting  suns  rejoice. 

6  From  thy  vast  inexhausted  stores, 

The  earth  is  blest  with  kindly  showers  ; 
A»d  savage  wilds  and  deserts  drear, 
Confess  thee,  Father  of  the  year. 

7  The  flocks  which  graze  the  mountains  brow, 
The  corn  which  clothes  the  plains  below, 
To  every  heart  new  transports  bring, 

And  hills  and  vales  rejoice  and  sing. 

Jacob  Kimball. 


Psalm  LXVI.  First  Part.  C.  M.  m 

Divine  Power  and  Goodness. 

1  NOW  to  the  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth, 

Address  a  cheerful  song  ; 
Let  gratitude  inspire  your  mirth, 
And  joy  the  notes  prolong. 

2  Come  see  the  wonders  of  our  God, 

How  glorious  are  his  ways  ! 
In  Moses9  hand  he  puts  his  rod, 
The  sea  his  voice  obeys. 

3  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 

Whilst  Israel  pass'd  the  flood  ; 
The  tribes  beheld,  with  wond'ring  eye, 
A  guardian  in  their  God. 

4  O  bless  the  Lord,  and  never  cease  ; 

Ye  saints  fulfil  his  praise  ; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace? 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 


PSALM  66,  67. 


91 


5  Lord,  thou  hast  prov'd  our  suffering  souls, 

To  make  our  graces  shine  ; 
So  silver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
The  metal  to  refine. 

6  Through  watery  deeps,  and  fiery  ways, 

We  march  at  thy  command  ; 
Led  to  possess  the  promis'd  place, 
By  thy  unerring  hand. 

Watts. 

Psalm  LXVI.    Second  Part.    C.  M. 

Praise  to  God  for  hearing  Prayer. 

1  NOW  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 

To  that  Almighty  Power  ; 
Who  heard  the  long  requests  I  made 
In  my  distressful  hour. 

2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 

To  make  his  mercies  known  ; 
Gome  ye  who  love  my  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  hath  done. 

3  If  sin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart, 

When  praise  employ'd  my  tongue, 
The  Lord  had  shewn  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praises  sung. 

4  But  God,  his  name  be  ever  blest, 

Has  set  my  spirit  free  ; 
He  ne'er  rejected  my  request, 
Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 

Watts. 

Psalm  LXVII.    Short  Metre. 
Universal  Praise. 

1  TO  bless  thy  chosen  race, 
In  mercy,  Lord,  incline  ; 
And  cause  the  brightness  of  thy  face, 
On  all  thy  church  to  shine. 


92 


PSALM  68. 


2  That  so  thy  gracious  way- 

May  thro'  the  world  be  known  ; 
Whilst  distant  lands  their  homage  pay, 
And  thy  salvation  own. 

3  Let  all  the  nations  join 

To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 
Let  the  whole  world,  O  Lord,  combine, 
To  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

4  O  let  them  shout  and  sing, 

In  humble  pious  mirth  ; 
For  thou,  the  righteous  Judge  and  King, 
Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 

Tate. 


Psalm  LXVIII.  First  Part.  6  line  L.  M.  b 

The  Justice  and  Compassion  of  God. 

1  LET  God  arise  in  all  his  might, 
And  put  his  enemies  to  flight ; 

As  smoke  that  sought  to  cloud  the  skies. 
Before  the  rising  tempest  flies, 
Or  wax  that  melts  before  the  fire, 
So  shall  his  fainting  foes  expire. 

2  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong, 
Praise  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song ; 
He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  sky, 
His  name,  Jehovah,  sounds  on  high  ; 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace, 

Ye  saints  rejoice  before  his  face. 

3  The  widow  and  the  fatherless 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  sharp  distress  ; 
In  him  the  poor  and  helpless  find 
A  Judge  most  just,  a  Father  kind ; 
He  breaks  the  captive's  galling  chain, 
And  prisoners  see  the  light  again. 


PSALM  68. 


9S 


His  wondrous  name  and  power  rehearse, 
His  honours  shall  enrich  your  verse  ; 
Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blest. 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest ; 
When  terrors  rise  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

Watts. 

Psalm  LXVIII.  ver.  17,  18.  S.  P.    L.  M.  % 
Compared  with  Ephes.  iv.  8,  9,  10. 

The  Ascension  of  Christ,  and  the  Gift  of  his  Spirit. 

1  LORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
Ten  thousand  angels  fill'd  the  sky  ; 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  ; 
When  he  proclaim'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
Which  thousand  souls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 

4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  his  promis'd  spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

  Watts 

Psalm  LXVIII.    Third  Part.   L.  M.  *T 
Praise  for  Divine  Care  and  Goodness. 
1  WE  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good, 
Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food  ; 
Who  pours  his  blessings  from  the  skies? 
And  loads  ns  wTith  his  rich  supplies, 


94 


PSALM  69. 


2  He  sends  the  sun  his  circuit  round, 

To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground ; 
He  bids  the  clouds  with  plenteous  rain, 
Refresh  the  thirsty  earth  again. 

3  To  his  kind  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  escapes  from  death  ; 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong, 

He  heals  the  sick  and  guards  the  strong. 

4  His  own  right  hand  his  saints  shall  raise 
From  death's  dark  shade  to  sing  his  praise  ; 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above, 

To  see  his  face  and  taste  his  love. 

Watts. 


Psalm  LXIX.       C.  M. 
The  Obedience  and  Death  of  Christ. 

1  FATHER,  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace, 

I  bless  my  Saviour's  name  ; 
He  bought  salvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 

2  His  deep  distress  hath  rais'd  us  high ; 

His  duty  and  his  zeal 
Fulfill'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 
And  finished  all  thy  will. 

3  The  sacrifice  he  offer'd  once 

Has  better  pleas'd  my  God, 
Than  all  the  victims  of  the  law, 
Than  goats  or  bullock's  blood. 

4  This  shall  his  humble  followers  see, 

And  set  their  hearts  at  rest ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
And  jive  for  ever  blest. 


PSALM  69. 


95 


5  Let  heaven,  and  all  who  dwell  on  high, 

To  God  their  voices  raise  ; 
While  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky* 
And  join  t'  advance  the  praise. 

6  Zion  is  thine,  most  holy*  God, 
Thy  Son  shall  bless  her  gates  ; 


And  glory,  purchas'd  by  his  death, 
For  thy  own  Israel  waits. 


Watts, 

altered. 

Psalm  LXIX.    Long-  Metre. 

b 

The  Sufferings  of  Christ. 

3  DEEP  in  our  hearts,  let  us  record 
The  sorrows  of  our  dying  Lord  ; 
Behold  the  rising  billows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 

2  The  Jews  his  brethren,  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  who  check'd  their  sin  ; 
While  he  obey'd  God's  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  cause, 

3  In  long  complaints  he  spends  his  breath, 
While  hosts  of  hell  and  powers  of  death, 
And  all  the  sons  of  malice  join, 

To  execute  their  vain  design. 

4  For,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove  ; 
Tho'  once  upon  the  cross  he  bled, 
Immortal  honours  crown  his  head.  i 

5  Through  Christ  thy  Son  our  guilt  forgive^ 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live  ; 

The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  shame. 

Watts,  varied. 


96 


PSALM  70,  71. 


Psalm  LXX.    Common  Metre*  ^ 
Protection  against  Enemies. 

1  GREAT  God,  attend  my  humble  call, 

Nor  hear  my  cries  in  vain  ; 
O  let  thy  grace  prevent  my  fall, 
And  still  my  hope  sustain. 

2  When  foes  insulting  wound  my  name, 

And  tempt  my  soul  astray ; 
Then  let  them  hide  their  face  with  shame. 
To  their  own  plots  a  prey. 

3  Whilst  all  who  love  thy  name  rejoice, 

And  glory  in  thy  word, 
In  thy  salvation  raise  their  voice, 
To  magnify  the  Lord. 

4  Be  thou  my  help  in  time  of  need, 

To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  pray; 
In  mercy  hasten  to  my  aid, 
Nor  let  thy  grace  delay. 

Barlow. 


Psalm  LXXI.    First  Part.    C.  M.  b 
Old  Age,  Death  and  tlie  Resurrection. 

1  MY  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 

I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 
Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  New  wonders,  Lord,  my  eyes  have  seen 

With  each  revolving  year  ; 
Thou  know'st  the  days  which  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

3  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 


PSALM  71. 


97 


Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking-  years, 
If  God  my  strength  depart  ? 

4  Down  to  the  silent  vale  of  death 

Will  be  my  next  remove  ; 
O  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Declare  thy  wondrous  love. 

5  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

To  the  surviving  age ; 
And  leave  a  savour  of  thy  name 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

6  By  long  experience  I  have  known 

Thy  sovereign  power  to  save ; 
At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 

7  When  I  am  buried  in  the  dust, 

My  flesh  shall  be  thy  care  ; 
These  withering  limbs  with  thee  I  trust, 
To  raise  them  strong  and  fair. 

Watts. 

Psalm  LXXI.    Second  Part.    C.  M.  ^ 

Christ  oar  Strength  and  Righteousness. 

1  MY  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend, 

When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust, 

Thy  goodness  I  adore  ; 
And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road, 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength 
'To  see  my  Father,  God. 

0 


98 


PSALM  72. 


4  When  I  am  fill'd  with  shame  and  grief 

For  some  remains  of  sin  ; 
Thy  promises  shall  bring  relief, 
And  give  me  peace  within. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victories  of  my  King  ! 
My  soul,  redeem'd  from  sin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

6  My  tongue  shall  all  the  day  proclaim 

My  Saviour's  dying  blood  ; 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  shame, 
And  made  my  peace  with  God, 

Wat  tPs  altered, 

Psalm  LXXII.    First  Part.    L.  M.  3fc 

The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  GREAT  God,  whose  universal  sway 
All  heaven  reveres,  all  worlds  obey, 
Now  make  the  Saviour's  glory  known, 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

%  Thy  sceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
Angels  submit  to  his  commands  ; 
His  justice  shall  protect  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  power  he  vindicates  the  just, 
And  treads  th'  oppressor  in  the  dust  ; 
His  righteous  government  shall  last, 
Till  days,  and  years,  and  time  be  past, 

4  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  deaths 
Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 


PSALM  72. 


99 


5  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Drest  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise  ; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

Watts,  altered. 

Psalm  LXXII.    Sec.  Part.    X.  M.  m 

The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  JESUS  shall  reign,  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journies  run  ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  Through  him  shall  endless  prayers  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise, 
With  every  daily  sacrifice. 

3  From  north  to  south  shall  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet ; 

And  barbarous  nations,  at  his  word, 
Submit  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord. 

4  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love,  with  grateful  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

5  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains  ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

6  Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
The  sting  of  death  is  known  no  more  ; 
In  him  the  sons  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 


100 


PSALM  72. 


7  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King  ! 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen. 

Watts,  altered. 

Psalm  LXXII.    Third  Part.    Z.  M.  % 

Divine  Influence  compared  to  Rain. 

1  AS  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
Our  God  shall  send  his  Spirit  down  ; 
Eternal  Source  of  grace  divine, 
What  soul  refreshing  drops  are  thine  ! 

2  Lands  which  beneath  a  burning  sky 
Have  long  been  desolate  and  dry, 
Th'  effusions  of  his  love  shall  share, 
And  sudden  life  and  verdure  wear. 

3  The  dews  and  rains  in  all  their  store, 
Watering  the  pastures  o'er  and  o'er* 
Are  not  so  copious  as  that  grace 
Which  sanctifies  and  saves  our  race. 

# 

4  As  in  soft  silence,  vernal  showers 
Descend  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers  ; 
So  in  the  secrecy  of  love, 

Falls  the  blest  influence  from  above. 

5  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find, 
In  holy  siience  of  the  mind  ; 

Whilst  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
*    Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

6  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confin'd 
To  me,  but  pour'd  on  ail  mankind ; 
Till  all  the  wastes  in  verdure  rise, 
And  a  new  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 

Rippon's  Collection- 


PSALM  73. 


101 


Psalm  LXXIII.    Long  Metre.  fc> 
Dangerous  Prosperity. 

1  LORD,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I, 
To  mourn  and  murmur  and  repine  ; 

To  see  the  wicked  plac'd  on  high, 
And  pride  in  robes  of  honour  shine* 

2  To  fathom  this,  my  thoughts  I  bent, 
But  found  the  case  too  hard  for  me  ; 
Till  to  the  house  of  God  I  went, 
Then  I  their  end  did  plainly  see. 

3  However  high  advanc'd,  they  all 
On  slippery  places  loosely  stand  ; 
Thence  into  ruin  headlong  fall, 
Cast  down  by  thine  almighty  hand. 

4  Their  fancied  joys,  how  fast  they  flee  ! 
Just  like  a  dream,  when  man  awakes  ; 
Their  songs  of  softest  harmony 

Are  hut  a  preface  to  their  plagues, 
i  But  still  thy  presence  me  supplied, 
And  thy  right  hand  directs  my  way  ; 
Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  be  my  guide 
To  realms  of  peace  and  endless  day. 

Watts  and  Tate. 

Psalm  LXXIII.    Sec.  Part.    C.  M.  m 

God  oar  Portion. 

1  GOD,  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 

My  help  for  ever  near  ; 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up,  . 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness ; 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 


102 


PSALM  74. 


3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  whilst  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  f 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

5  Behold,  the  sinners  who  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence,  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love, 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

Watts. 

Psalm  LXXIV.    ver.  12,  17.    C.  M.  ^ 

Divine  Providence. 

1  PARENT  of  Nature,  GOD  supreme, 

Thy  works  are  great  and  good  1 
AH  nature  manifests  thy  name, 
The  sky,  the  earth,  the  flood. 

2  Thine  is  the  cheerful  day,  and  thins 

The  dark  return  of  night ; 
Thou  hast  prepar'd  the  sun  to  shina? 
And  every  feebler  light. 

3  By  thee  each  region  of  the  earth 

In  perfect  order  stands  ; 
The  glowing  south,  the  frozen  north 
Obey  thy  fix'd  commands. 


PSALM  75. 


103 


4  Thou  didst  divide  tfa'  Egyptian  sea, 

By  thy  resistless  might ; 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  wondrous  way, 
And  then  secure  their  flight. 

5  At  thy  command,  the  solid  rock 

PourM  water  from  its  side  ; 
And  thou  didst  lead  thy  chosen  flock 
Through  Jordan's  parting  tide. 

6  If  nature  owns  its  sovereign  Lord, 

We  would  obey  thy  will  ; 
And  whilst  we  trust  thy  faithful  word, 
We  sing  thy  praises  still. 

Watts  and  Tate,  with  variation  and  addition. 

Psalm  LXXV.     Long  Metre.  % 
Power  of  Government  from  God  alone. 
applied  to  the  American  Revolution.^ 

1  TO  thee,  most  holy  and  most  high, 
We  render  thanks,  and  sing  thy  praise  ; 
Thy  works  declare  thy  name  is  nigh, 
Thy  works  of  wonder  and  of  grace. 

2  To  bondage  doom'tl,  thy  free-born  sons 
Beheld  their  foes  indignant  rise ; 
And,  sore  oppressed  by  earthly  thrones, 
Appeal'd  to  him  who  rules  the  skies. 

I  Then,  mighty  God,  with  equal  power 
Arose  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 
To  drive  their  legions  from  our  shore, 
And  save  the  men  who  sought  thy  face-. 

4  Let  haughty  princes  sink  their  pride, 
Nor  lift  so  high  their  scornful  head ; 
But  lay  their  impious  thoughts  asid^, 
And  own  the  powers  which  God  has  made. 


104 


PSALM  76. 


5  Such  honours  never  come  by  chance. 
Nor  do  the  winds  promotion  blow  ; 
But  God  the  Judge  doth  one  advance , 
'Tis  he  that  lays  another  low. 

6  No  vain  pretence  to  royal  birth, 
Shall  raise  a  tyrant  to  the  throne  ; 
Th'  impartial  sovereign  of  the  earth 
Will  make  the  rights  of  men  be  known. 

7  His  hand  will  yet  uphold  the  just, 
And  whilst  he  tramples  on  the  proud, 
And  lays  their  glory  in  the  dust, 
Our  lips  shall  sing  his  praise  aloud. 

Altered  from  Watis. 

Psalm  LXXVI.  Commmi  Metre.       or  5 
God's  guardian  Care  of  his  People. 

1  IN  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known* 

His  name  in  Israel  great ; 
In  Salem  stood  his  sacred  throne, 
And  Sion  was  his  seat. 

2  From  Sion  went  his  dreadful  word, 

And  broke  the  threat'ning  bow  ; 
The  spear,  the  arrow,  and  the  sword, 
And  crush'd  th'  Assyrian  foe. 

3  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdom's  else 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey  ? 
The  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells. 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

4  What  power  can  stand  before  thy  sight, 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears  ? 
When  heaven  shines  round  with  dreadful 
The  earth  lies  still  and  fears.  P*Snt» 


PSALM  77.  105 


5  When  God,  by  his  own  sovereign  grace, 
Appears  to  save  the  oppress'd  ; 
The  wrath  of  man  shall  work  his  praise, 
And  he'll  restrain  the  rest. 

Watts. 


Psalm  LXXVII.     Common  Metre,  b 
Comfort  derived  from  ancient  Providences. 

1  WHEN  overwhelmed  with  pain  and  grief, 

Beneath  thy  chastening  rod ; 
Depriv'd  of  comfort  and  relief, 
We  look  to  thee,  our  God. 

2  Wilt  thou  forever  cast  us  off  ? 

And  will  thy  wrath  prevail  ? 
Hast  thou  forgot  thy  tender  love  ? 
And  will  thy  promise  fail  ? 

3  But  faith  forbids  this  hopeless  thought, 

And  checks  this  doubting  frame  ; 
We  know  the  works  thy  hand  has  wrought^ 
Thy  hand  is  still  the  same. 

4  Long  did  the  sons  of  Jacob  lie, 

By  Egypt's  yoke  oppress'd ; 
Did'st  thou  refuse  to  hear  their  cry, 
And  give  thy  people  rest  ? 

5  In  thine  own  way,  thy  chosen  sheep 

Must  hear  thy  mighty  call ; 
Must  venture  through  the  parted  deep, 
Beside  the  liquid  wall. 

6  Strange  was  their  journey  through  the  sea, 

A  path  before  unknown  ! 
Terrors  attend  their  wondrous  way, 
But  mercy  leads  theun  on. 


106 


PSALM  78. 


7  Though  trackless  waves  of  ocean  hide  ^ 
Thy  footsteps  from  our  sight  ; 
We'll  follow  where  thy  hand  shall  guide, 
For  thou  will  lead  us  right. 

Altered  from  Watts. 

Psalm  LXXVIII.  First  Part.  C.  M  m  or  b 

Religious  Education  of  Children. 

1  GIVE  ear,  ye  children,  to  my  law, 

Devout  attention  lend  ; 
Let  the  instructions  of  my  mouth 
Deep  in  your  hearts  descend. 

2  My  tongue,  by  inspiration  taught, 

Shall  parables  unfold  ; 
Dark  oracles,  but  understood, 
And  own'd  for  truths  of  old  : 

3  Which  we  from  sacred  registers 

Of  ancient  times  have  known  ; 
And  our  forefathers'  pious  care 
To  us  have  handed  down. 

4  Let  children  learn  the  mighty  deeds 

Which  God  perform'd  of  old  ; 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

5  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs  ; 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

6  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands  ; 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands. 

Tate  arid  Watts, 


PSALM  78,  79. 


107 


"Psalm  LXX VIII.  Second  Part.  C.  M. 
Ver,  19,  20.     ^  or  b 
A  Table  in  the  Wilderness, 

1  PARENT  of  universal  good, 
We  own  thy  bounteous  hand  ; 
Which  did  so  rich  a  table  spread, 
Ev'n  in  a  desert  land. 

,2  Struck  by  thy  power,  the  flinty  rocks 
In  gushing  torrents  flow  ; 
The  feather'd  wanderers  of  the  air, 
Thy  guiding  instinct  know. 

i  From  pregnant  clouds,  at  thy  command, 
Descends  celestial  bread  ; 
And  by  light  drops  of  pearly  dew 
Are  numerous  armies  fed. 

4  Supported  thus,  thine  Israel  march'd, 
The  promis'd  land  to  gain  ; 
And  shall  thy  children  now  begin 
To  seek  their  God  in  vain  ? 

I  Are  all  thy  stores  exhausted  now  ? 
Or  does  thy  mercy  fail  I 
That  faith  should  languish  in  our  breast, 
And  anxious  care  prevail  ? 

6  Ye  base  unworthy  fears  begone, 
And  wide  disperse  in  air  ; 
For  we  deserve  our  Father's  rod, 
When  we  distrust  his  care. 

Doddridge. 

Psalm  LXXIX.    Long  Metre.  b 
The  Devastation  of  War. 

1  BEHOLD,  O  God,  how  cruel  foes 
Our  peaceful  heritage  invade  ; 


108 


PSALM  80. 


Their  lawless  tribute  they  impose, 
And  in  the  dust  our  towns  are  laid. 

2  To  rav'nous  birds,  our  flesh  they  gave^ 
Slaughter'd  on  fields  with  crimson  died  ; 
The  cheap  indulgence  of  a  grave 

Is  by  inhuman  foes  denied. 

3  How  long,  O  Lord,  shall  we  endure  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  hear  the  captive's  cry  ? 
Rescue,  by  thine  almighty  power, 

The  trembling  wretch,  condemned  to  die-. 

4  Remember  not  our  former  guilt, 
But  save  us  by  thy  boundless  grace  ; 
Then  shall  our  wastes  again  be  built, 
And  all  our  mouths  be  fili'd  with  praise. 

Altered  from  Barlow. 

Psalm  LXXX.    Long  Metre. 
The  Vineyard  of  God  laid  waste. 

1  GREAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 
Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
Safe  through  the  desert  and  the  deep  : 

2  Thy  church  deserted  now  appears  ; 
Shine  from  on  high,  dispel  our  fears : 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore, 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  Hast  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hand, 
A  lovely  vine  in  this  our  land  ? 

Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 
And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground  I 

4  How  did  the  spreading  branches  shopU 
And  bless  thy  people  with  its  fruit ! 
But  now,  O  Lord,  look  down  and  see 
Thy  mourning  vine,  thy  lovely  tree  1 


PSALM  81. 


109 


5  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defac'd  ? 
Why  are  its  fences  thus  laid  waste  ? 
Its  fruit  expos'd  beside  the  way, 
To  each  rapacious  hand  a  prey  ? 

6  Return,  O  God,  thy  face  incline, 
Return,  and  visit  this  thy  vine  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  faco  display, 
And  grief  and  fear  shall  fly  away. 

Watts  and  Merrick,. 

Psalm  LXXXI.    Short  Metre. 
Spiritual  Blessings  and  Punishments. 

1  SING  to  the  Lord  aloud, 

And  make  a  joyful  noise  : 
God  is  our  strength,  our  Saviour  God, 
Let  Israel  heax  his  voice. 

2  "  From  vile  idolatry 

"  Preserve  my  worship  clean  ; 
11  I  am  the  Lord  who  set  thee  free 
"  From  slavery  and  sin. 

3  "  Stretch  thy  desires  abroad, 

"  And  I'll  supply  them  well  ; 
"  But  if  ye  will  refuse  your  God, 
"  If  Israel  will  rebel, 

4  "  I'll  leave  them,  saith  the  Lord, 

"  To  their  own  lusts  a  prey  ; 
"  And  let  them  run  the  dangerous  road, 
"  'Tis  their  own  chosen  way. 

5  u  Yet,  O  that  all  my  saints 

"  Would  hearken  to  my  voice  ; 
u  Soon  would  I  ease  their  sore  complaints^ 
fC  And  make  their  hearts  rejoige* 
10 


110 


PSALM  82. 


6  «  Whilst  I  destroy  their  foes, 
"I'd  richly  feed  my  flock  ; 
"  And  they  should  taste  the  stream  that  flows 
"  From  their  eternal  Rock." 

Watts. 

Psalm  LXXXII.  Common  Metre.  fc> 
Warning  to  Magistrates. 

1  GOD  in  the  great  assembly  stands, 

And,  with  impartial  eye, 
Beholds  how  rulers  use  their  power, 
And  does  their  actions  try. 

2  When  justice  reigns,  and  right  prevails, 

The  Judge  their  virtue  loves  ; 
But  when  iniquity  abounds, 
Their  deeds  he  disapproves. 

3  The  faithful  voice  of  conscience  speaks 

In  silence  to  their  mind  ; 
"How  long  will  ye  unjustly  judge, 
"  And  be  to  sinners  kind  ? 

4  "  Protect  the  humble,  help  the  poor, 

"  The  fatherless  defend  ; 
"  Dare  not  the  widow  to  oppress, 
"  And  be  the  sufferer's  friend. 

5  ■  •  Remember,  though  your  seat  is  high, 

"  Your  title,  Gods  on  earth, 
"  Your  heads  must  in  the  grave  be  laid, 
"  Like  men  of  humbler  birth. 

6  "  Your  publick  acts  and  private  deeds 

"  Will  into  judgment  come  ; 
"  And  from  my  lips  must  each  receive 
"  The  most  impartial  doom. 


PSALM  83,  84. 


Ill 


7  Arise,  O  God,  thy  sacred  truth 
Through  all  the  earth  display  ; 
Till  every  nation  shall  behold 
And  own  thy  righteous  sway. 

Altered  from  Tate. 

Psalm  LXXXIIL    Short  Metre.  b 
Complaint  against  Persecutors. 

1  AND  will  the  God  of  grace 

Perpetual  silence  keep  ? 
When  bloody  men,  more  fierce  than  wolves^ 
Devour  his  harmless  sheep  ? 

2  Against  thy  feeble  flock 

Their  counsels  they  employ  ; 
And  malice  with  her  watchful  eye 
Pursues  them,  to  destroy. 

3  k  Come,  let  us  join,  they  say,  j 

To  extirpate  the  race  ; 
Till  dark  oblivion  shall  prevail, 
Their  mem'ry  to  efface." 

4  Awake,  Almighty  God, 

And  disappoint  their  aim, 
Make  them  like  chaff  before  the  wind, 
Or  stubble  to  the  flame. 

5  Then  shall  the  nations  know, 

That  glorious,  faithful  word, 
"  No  human  counsels  or  device 
Can  stand  against  the  Lord." 

Altered  from  Watts. 

Psalm  LXXXIV.    Long  Metre.  % 

The  Pleasure  of  Publick  Worship. 

I  GREAT  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs  ; 


112 


PSALM  34. 


To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  The  sparrow  chooses  where  to  rest, 
And  for  her  young  provides  a  nest ; 
But  will  my  God  to  sparrows  grant 
Those  pleasures  which  his  children  want  ? 

3  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace  ; 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  me  to  desert  thy  door. 

4  God  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  day,, 
God  is  our  Shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

5  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

6  Blest  are  the  men,  whose  steadfast  mind 
To  Zion's  gate  is  still  inclin'd  ; 

God  is  their  strength,  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 
Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length  ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

Watts. 

~Ps7lm  LXXXIV.  First  Part.  C.   M.  & 

Delight  in  divine  Ordinances. 

1  MY  heart  and  flesh  cry  out  for  thee, 
While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
WJien  shall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  see. 
My  Saviour  and^iny  God  ! 


PSALM  84. 


IIS 


2  To  sit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  employ'd 
In  sin's  voluptuous  joys* 

3  Much  rather  in  God's  house,  would  I 

The  meanest  office  take, 
Than  in  the  wealthy  tents  of  sin 
My  splendid  dwelling  make. 

4  For  God,  who  is  our  Sun  and  Shield, 

Will  grace  and  glory  give  ; 
And  no  good  thing  will  he  withhold 
From  them  who  justly  live. 

5  O  God,  whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 

How  highly  blest  is  he, 
Whose  hope  and  trust,  securely  plac'd* 
Are  still  repos'd  on  thee  ! 

6  O  could  I  o'er  the  spacious  land 

And  sea  extend  my  sway, 
For  one  blest  hour  at  thy  right  hand, 
I'd  give  them  both  away. 

Tate  and  Watts. 


Psalm  LXXXIV.    Second  Part.  C.  M.  *  > 

Delight  in  divine  Ordinances. 

1  O  LORD,  how  worthy  of  our  love 

Is  that  delightful  place, 
Where  we  can  meet  to  pray  and  hear 
Thy  word  of  truth  and  grace  ! 

2  Our  longing  soul  faints  with  desire 

To  tread  that  blest  abode  ; 
Our  panting  heart  and  flesh  cry  out 
For  thee,  the  living  God. 

10* 


114 


PSALM  34. 


S  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  skies 
His  saving  power  displays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quick'ning  rays. 

4  The  birds  more  happy  far  than  we, 

Around  thy  temple  throng  ; 
Securely  there  they  build,  and  there 
Securely  hatch  their  young. 

5  Thrice  happy  they,  whose  choice  has  thee 

Their  sure  protection  made  I 
Who  love  to  tread  the  sacred  ways, 
Which  to  thy  temple  lead. 

0  Thus  they  proceed  by  various  steps, 

And  still  approach  more  near, 
Till  all  on  Zion's  heavenly  mount, 
Before  their  God  appear. 

Tate  and  Watts  with  variatiop. 

Psalm  l^XXiVr^IaJldyjah  Metre, 
The  Pleasure  of  Publick  Worship, 

1  LORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thy  earthly  temples  are  ! 

To  thine  abode,  My  heart  aspires^ 

With  warm  desires,      To  see  my  God. 

2  The  sparrow  for  her  young, 
With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest, 
And  wandering  swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  rest ; 

With  equal  zeal,      Lord  I  would  wait, 
Within  thy  gate,       And  with  thee  dwell 

3  To  spend  one  sacred  day 
Where  God  and  saints  abi^fcj 


PSALM  85. 


Afford  s  diviner  joy, 

Than  thousand  days  beside  ; 

Where  God  resorts,   I  love  it  more 

To  keep  the  door      Than  shine  in  courts, 

4  O  happy  souls  that  pray 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear  1 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  constant  service  there  ! 

They  praise  thee  still,    And  happy  they, 
Who  find  the  way         To  Zion's  hill. 

5  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 

Till  each  in  heaven  appears. 

O  glorious  seat !  When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring    Our  willing  feet ! 

Watt  s. 

Psalm  LXXXV.    Common  Metre.  £> 
Prayer  for  Publick  Deliverance. 

1  THY  favour,  gracious  Lord,  display, 

Which  we  have  long  implor'd  ; 
And  for  thy  wondrous  mercy's  sake, 
Thy  heavenly  aid  afford. 

2  Thine  answer  patiently  we'll  wait. 

For  thou  with  glad  success, 
If  they  no  more  to  folly  turn, 
Thy  mourning  saints  wilt  bless, 

3  To  those  who  fear  thy  holy  name, 

Is  thy  salvation  near  ; 
And  in  its  former  happy  state, 
Our  nation  shall  appear. 

4  For  mercy  now  with  truth  is  join'd,. 

And  righteousness  with  peace  ; 


1 16 


PSALM  85. 


Those  kind  companions,  absent  long, 
With  friendly  arms  embrace. 

5  Truth  from  the  earth,  like  fairest  flowers, 

Shall  spring  and  bloom  around  ; 
And  justice  from  her  heavenly  seat, 
Behold  and  bless  the  ground. 

6  The  Lord  will  on  our  land  bestow 

Whatever  thing  is  good  ; 
The  soil  in  plenty  shall  produce 
Her  fruits  to  be  our  food. 

7  Before  him  righteousness  shall  go, 

And  his  just  path  prepare  ; 
Whilst  we  his  sacred  steps  pursue 
With  constant  zeal  and  care. 

Milton  and  Tate. 

Psalm  LXXXV.    Long  Metre.  % 
Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  SALVATION  is  for  ever  nigh 

The  souls  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord  ; 
And  grace,  descending  from  on  high, 
The  hope  of  glory  shall  afford. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 
SinceChristthe  Lord  came  down  fromheaven; 
By  his  obedience  so  complete, 

Justice  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  is  given. 

3  Now  truth  and  virtue  shall  abound, 
Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 

And  heavenly  influence  bless  the  ground, 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 

4  His  righteousness  is  gone  before, 
To  give  us  free  access  to  God  ; 

Our  wandering  feet  shall  stray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  steps,  and  keep  the  road. 

W^tts* 


PSALM  86,87. 


117 


Psalm  LXXXVI.  Common  Metre.  % 
(See  Hymn  LIV.) 

The  Greatness  and  Goodness  of  Gotl. 

1  AMONG  the  gods  there's  none  like  thee3 

O  Lord,  alone  divine! 
Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  their  works  like  thine. 

2  Therefore  their  great  Creator,  thee 

All  nations  shall  adore  ; 
Their  long  misguided  prayers,  and  praise 
To  thy  great  name  restore. 

3  All  shall  confess  thee  great,  and  great 

The  wonders  thou  hast  done  ; 
They  shall  confess  thee  God  supreme? 
Confess  thee  God  alone. 

4  Not  only  great,  but  good  thou  art, 

And  ready  to  forgive  ; 
Thy  mercy  hears  the  penitent, 
And  bids  the  sinner  live. 

5  To  my  repeated,  humble  prayer, 

O  Lord  attentive  be  ; 
In  trouble,  I  on  thee  will  call, 
For  thou  wilt  answer  me. 

6  To  me,  who  daily  thee  invoke, 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  extend  ; 
Refresh  thy  servant's  soul  whose  hopes, 
On  thee  alone  depend. 

Watts  and  Tate  with  Alterations, 

Psalm  LXXXV1I.    Long-  Metre. 
The  Church  the  Birth  Place  of  Saints. 

(On  opening  a  new  place  of  worship.) 

1  AND  will  the  great  eternal  God, 
On  earth  establish  his  abode  ? 


118 


PSALM  88. 


And  will  he  from  his  radiant  throne, 
Avow  our  temples  as  his  own  ? 

2  We  bring  the  tribute  of  our  praise, 
And  sing  that  condescending  grace 
Which  to  our  notes  will  lend  an  ear, 
And  call  us  sinful  mortals  near. 

3  Our  Father's  watchful  care  we  bless, 
Which  guards  our  synagogues  in  peace, 
That  no  tumultuous  foes  invade, 

To  fill  our  worshippers  with  dread. 

4  These  walls,  we  to  thy  honour  raise, 
Long  may  they  echo  with  thy  praise  ; 
And  thou  descending  fill  the  place, 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

5  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train  ; 
Whilst  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 

6  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
Thousands  were  born  to  glory  here. 

Doddridge. 

Psalm   LXXXVIII  Ver.  10.  Z.  M.  m 

Reanimation. 

( Adapted  to  the  design  of  Humane  Societies.) 

1  FROM  thee,  great  Lord  of  life  and  death, 
Do  we  receive  our  vital  breath  ; 

And  at  thy  sovereign  call,  resign 
That  vital  breath,  that  gift  divine. 

2  Wilt  thou  show  wonders  to  the  dead  I 
Wilt  thou  revive  the  lifeless  head  ? 


PSALM  88. 


119 


And  from  the  silence  of  the  grave, 
Wilt  thou  the  wretched  victim  save  ? 

3  Such  wonders,  formerly  unknown, 
Thy  providence  to  us  hath  shown  ; 
To  feeble  man,  thou  dost  impart 
The  plastick,  life  redeeming  art. 

S-  We  bless  thee  for  the  skill  and  power, 
From  death's  appearance  to  restore 
This  nice  machine  of  curious  frame, 
And  light  again  the  vital  flame. 

>  May  every  life  by  thee  restored 
Be  consecrated  to  the  Lord  ; 
May  pious  love  inspire  each  breast, 
Which  has  thy  saving  hand  confess'd, 

6  Again  they  must  resign  their  breath, 
And  sink  beneath  the  stroke  of  death  ; 
When  from  that  death  they  shall  revive, 
May  each  with  thee  in  glory  live. 

Psalm  LXXXVIII.  8te  Line  L.  M 

On  the  Death  of  Friends. 

1  O  GOD  of  my  salvation,  hear 

My  nightly  groans,  my  daily  prayer, 

That  still  employ  my  wasting  breath  ; 
My  soul,  declining  to  the  grave, 
Implores  thy  sovereign  power  to  save 
From  dark  despair  and  gloomy  death. 

2  Thy  wrath  lies  heavy  on  my  soul, 
And  waves  of  sorrow  o'er  me  roll, 

Whilst  dust  and  silence  spread  the  gloom ; 
My  friends  belov'd,  in  happier  days, 
The  dear  companion  of  my  ways, 
Descend  around  me  to  the  tomb, 


120 


PSALM  89. 


3  As  lost  in  lonely  grief  I  tread 
The  silent  mansions  of  the  dead, 

Or  to  some  throng'd  assembly  go  ; 
Through  all  alike  I  rove  alone, 
Forgotten  here,  and  there  unknown, 

The  change  renews  my  piercing  woe. 

4  Wilt  thou  neglect  my  mournful  call  ? 
Or  who  shall  profit  by  my  fall, 

When  life  departs  and  love  expires  ? 
Can  dust  and  darkness  praise  the  Lord, 
Or  wake  and  brighten  at  his  word, 

To  join  the  high  angelic  choirs  ? 

5  My  friends  are  gone,  my  comforts  fled, 
The  sad  remembrance  of  the  dead 

Recals  my  wandering  thoughts  to  mourn ; 
But  through  each  melancholy  day, 
I  call  oil  thee,  and  still  will  pray, 

Imploring  still  thy  kind  return. 

Barlow. 


Psalm  LXXXIX.  First  Part.  C  M.  % 

A  Blessed  Gospel. 

1  BLEST  are  the  souls  who  hear  and  know 

The  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  path  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 

Thro'  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  promises  exalt  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives  ; 
Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

Watts* 


PSALM  89. 


121 


Psalm  LXXXIX.  Sec.  Part.  C  M.     or  b 
The  Covenant  of  Grace. 

1  HEAR  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said. 

And  made  his  mercy  known  : 
"  Sinners,  behold  your  help  is  laid 
"  On  my  beloved  Son. 

2  "  Behold  the  man  my  wisdom  chose, 

* 4  Among  your  mortal  race  ; 
"  His  head  my  holy  oil  o'erflows, 
"  The  spirit  of  my  grace. 

3  "  High  shall  he  reign  on  David's  throne^ 

"  My  people's  better  King  j 
«  My  arm  shall  put  his  rivals  down, 
"  And  still  new  subjects  bring. 

4  "  My  truth  shall  guard  him  in  his  way, 

"  With  mercy  by  his  side  ; 
"  While  in  my  name,  through  earth  and  sea: 
"  He  shall  in  triumph  ride. 

5  "  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God, 

"  He  shall  for  ever  own  ; 
"  Call  me  his  Rock,  his  High  Abode, 
"  And  I'll  support  my  Son. 

6  "  My  first-born  Son,  array'd  in  grace, 

"  At  my  right  hand  shall  sit ; 
u  Beneath  him,iangels  know  their  place? 
"  And  princes  at  his  feet. 

7  "  My  cov'nant  stands  for  ever  fast, 

"  My  promises  are  strong  ; 
w  Firm  as  the  heaven  his  throne  shall  last; 
*  His  seed  endure  as  long," 

Watts. 

U 


122 


PSALM  89. 


Psalm  LXXXIX.  3d.  Part.  C.  M.    *  or  b 

The  Covenant  of  Grace. 

1  «  YET  (saith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race, 

"  The  children  of  my  Son, 
%        "  Should  break  my  law.s,  abuse  my  grace, 
"  Apd  tempt  my  anger  down  ; 

2  ££  Their  sins  I'll  visit  with  the  rod, 

"  And  make  their  folly  smart  ; 
"  But  never  cease  to  be  their  God, 
"  Nor  from  my  truth  depart, 

3  "  My  cov'nant  I  will  not  revoke, 

"  But  keep  my  grace  in  mind  ; 
"  And  what  eternal  love  hath  spoke, 
"  Eternal  truth  shall  bind. 

4  "  Once  have  I  sworn  (I  need  no  more) 

"  And  pledg'd  my  holiness  ; 
"  To  seal  the  sacred  promise  sure 
"  To  David  and  his  race. 

5  "  The  sun  shall  see  his  offspring  rise, 

"  And  spread  from  sea  to  sea  ; 
"  Long  as  he  travels  round  the  skies, 
"  To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  "  Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night, 

"  His  kingdom  shall  endure, 
"  Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  shade  and  light 
"  Shall  be  observ'd  no  more." 

Watts. 


Psalm  LXXXIX.  Six  Line  Long  Metre,  b 
Life,  Death,  and  the  Resurrection. 

1  THINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  ! 
How  few  his  hours,  how  short  the  span  ! 
Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  : 


PSALM  89. 


123 


Who  can  secure  his  vital  breath, 
Against  the  bold  demands  of  death, 
With  skill  to  fly,  or  power  to  save  ? 

2  Lord,  shall  it  be  for  ever  said, 

"  The  race  of  men  was  only  made 

"  For  sickness,  sorrow,  and  the  dust  ?** 
Are  not  thy  servants,  day  by  day, 
Sent  to  the  grave,  and  turn'd  to  clay  ? 
Lord,  where's  thy  kindness  to  the  just  ? 

3  Hast  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 
And  all  his  seed,  a  heavenly  crown  ? 

But  flesh  and  sense  indulge  despair : 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  thy  holy  word, 

And  find  a  resurrection  there. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  his  saints  a  long  reward, 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach,  and  pain  ; 
Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 

And  each  repeat  their  loud  Amen. 

Watts. 


Psalm  LXXXIX.  First  Part.  Long  Metre.  % 
The  Covenant  of  Grace. 

1  FOR  EVER  shall  my  song  record 
The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord ; 
Mercy  and  truth  for  e\er  stand 
Like  heaven,  establish'd  by  his  hand. 

2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  swore,  and  said, 
"  With  thee  my  covenant  is  made  ; 
"  In  thee  shall  dying  sinners  live, 

V  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give, 


124 


PSALM  89. 


3  "  Be  thou  my  prophet,  thou  my  priest, 
"  Thy  children  shall  be  ever  blest ; 
"  Thou  art  my  chosen  king,  thy  throne 
"  Shall  stand  eternal,  as  my  own. 

4)  "  There's  none  of  all  my  saints  above, 
<c  So  much  my  image  or  my  love, 
"  Celestial  powers  thy  subjects  are  ; 
"  Then  what  can  earth  with  thee  compare  I 

5  "  David,'  my  servant,  whom  I  chose 

"  To  guard  my  flock,  to  crush  my  foes, 
"  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewish  throne, 
*i  Was  but  the  shadow  of  my  Son." 

6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  sing, 
Jesus  her  Saviour,  and  her  King  ; 
Angels  his  heavenly  honours  show, 
And  saints  declare  his  works  below. 

WATT3. 


Psalm  LXXXIX.  Sec.  Part.  L.  M.  m  or  b 

Divine  Sovereignty,  and  Publick  Worship. 

1  WHAT  seraph  of  celestial  birth, 
To  vie  with  Israel's  God  shall  dare  ? 
Or  who  among  the  sons  of  earth, 
Can  with  the  mighty  God  compare  ? 

2  Lord  God  of  armies,  who  can  boast 

Of  strength  and  power  like  thine  renown'd  ? 

Of  such  a  numerous  faithful  host 

As  that  which  does  thy  throne  surround  ? 

3  Thou  dost  the  raging  sea  control, 
And  change  the  surface  of  the  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 
Thou  mak'st  the  rolling  billows  sleep  ! 

4  In  thee,  the  sovereign  right  remains 
Of  earth  and  heaven  ;  thee,  Lord,  alone5 


PSALM  90. 


125 


The  world,  and  all  that  it  contains, 
Their  Maker,  and  Preserver  own. 

5  Happy,  thrice  happy  they,  who  hear 
The  sacred  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
And  who  among  thy  saints  appear, 
With  thy  most  glorious  presence  crown'd. 

6  With  rev'rence  and  religious  dread, 
Thy  saints  will  to  thy  temple  press  ; 

Thy  fear  through  all  their  hearts  shall  spread, 
Who  thy  most  holy  name  confess. 

Tate. 

Psalm  XC.    Common  Metre.  b 
God's  Eternity,  and  Man's  Mortality. 

1  BEFORE  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame  ; 
From  everlasting,  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

2  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dusfy 

"  Return,  ye  sons  of  men 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

3  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight, 
Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 

Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

4  Time,  like  an  ever-running  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 
r>  'Tis  but  a  few  whose  days  amount 
To  threescore  years  and  ten  ; 
11* 


126 


PSALM  90. 


And  all  beyond  that  short  account  1 

Is  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain.  * 
6  Then  let  us  learn  the  heavenly  art, 

T'  improve  the  hours  we  have  ; 
That  we  may  act  the  wiser  part, 

And  live  beyond  the  grave. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XC.  Long  Metre.    %  or  b 
Divine  Protection  through  every  Age. 

1  THOU,  Lord,  thro'  every  changing  scene, 
Hast  to  the  saints  a  refuge  been, 
Thro3  every  age,  eternal  God, 
Their  pleasing  home,  their  safe  abode. 

3  In  thee  our  fathers  sought  their  rest, 
And  were  with  thy  protection  blest  ; 
Though  in  the  shade  of  death  they  lie, 
They'll  rise  and  dwell  above  the  sky. 

3  Behold  their  sons,  a  feeble  race  ! 
We  come  to  fill  our  fathers'  place  J 
Our  helpless  state  with  pity  view, 
And  let  us  share  their  refuge  too. 

4  Through  all  the  thorny  paths  we  tread. 
Ere  we  are  numbered  with  the  dead  ; 
When  friends  desert,  and  foes  invade, 
Be  thou  our  ail-sufficient  aid. 

5  So  when  this  pilgrimage  is  o'er, 
And  we  must  dwell  on  earth  no  more  ; 
To  thee,  great  God,  may  we  ascend, 
A.nd  find  an  everlasting  friend. 

g  To  thee  our  infant  race  we'll  leave, 
Them  may  their  fathers'  God  receive  \ 
That  voices,  yet  unform'd,  may  raise 
Succeeding  hymns  of  humble  praise. 


PSALM  90,  91. 


127. 


Psalm  XC.  Short  Metre.  b 

The  Shortness  of  Life. 

1  LORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 

Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 
That  scarce  deserves  the  name  ! 

2  Alas,  the  brittle  clay, 

That  built  our  body  first  ! 
And  every  month,  and  every  day, 
'Tis  mouldering  back  to  dust.  . 

3  Then,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight  ; 
We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 

4  They'll  sooner  waft  us  o'er 

This  life's  tempestuous  sea  ; 
Then  shall  we  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XCI.  Common  Metre.  ^  or  5 
Divine  Protection,  Resignation  and  Gratitude. 

1  WHEN  I  survey  life's  varied  scene, 

Amidst  the  darkest  hours  ; 
Bright  rays  of  comfort  shine  between, 
And  thorns  are  mix'd  with  flowers. 

2  This  thought  can  all  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  ; 
No  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul, 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye. 

3  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

O  give  me  strength  to  bear  ; 


128  PSALM  92. 


And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

4  If  pain  and  sickness  rend  this  frame, 

And  life  almost  depart ; 
Is  not  thy  mercy  still  the  same, 
To  cheer  my  drooping  heart  ? 

5  Is  blooming  health  my  happy  share  I 

O  may  I  bless  my  God  ; 
Thy  goodness  let  my  song  declare, 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

6  While  such  delightful  gifts  as  these 

Are  kindly  dealt  to  me, 
Be  all  my  hours  of  health  and  ease 
Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee. 

7  If  cares  and  sorrows  me  surround, 

Their  power  why  should  I  fear  ? 
My  inward  peace  they  cannot  wound, 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

8  Thy  sovereign  ways  are  all  unknown 

To  my  weak,  erring  sight ; 
Yet  let  my  soul,  adoring,  own 
That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Psalm  XCII.     Long  Metre. 
For  the  Lord's  Day. 

1  WELCOME,  thou  day  of  sacred  rest ! 
No  mortal  cares  shall  fill  my  breast, 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

2  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shin©  ! 
How  deep  thy  counsels,  how  divine  ! 


PSALM  9  3. 


129 


3  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high, 
Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die ! 
Like  grass  they  flourish,  till  thy  breath 
Command  them  to  the  shade  of  death. 

4  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  purifi'd  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Sin,  my  worst  enemy  before, 

Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  ; 
My  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 
Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 

6  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below  ; 

And  every  power  find  full  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XCIII.    Long  Metre.       or  b 
Divine  Sovereignty  and  Holiness. 

1  THE  Lord,  the  God  of  glory  reigns, 
In  robes  of  majesty  array 'd  ; 

The  earth's  foundation  he  sustains, 
And  rules  the  world  his  hand  hath  made. 

2  Ere  rolling  seas  began  to  move, 

Or  the  blue  heavens  were  stretch'd  abroad, 
Thy  sacred  throne  was  fix'd  above ; 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

3  The  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice, 
And  toss  their  troubled  waves  on  high  ; 
But  God  above  can  still  the  noise, 
And  make  the  angry  sea  comply. 

4  Thy  righteous  laws>  O  Lord,  are  sure, 
And  those  who  in  thy  presence  dwell, 


ISO 


PSALM  93. 


That  happy  station  to  secure, 
Must  still  in  holiness  excel. 

Tate  and  Steele. 


Psalm  XCIII.    Particular  Metre.  %Z 
Divine  Power,  the  Church's  Safety. 

1  THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

And  royal  state  maintains  ; 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crownM  $ 

Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 

Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 

The  world  securely  slands, 
And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word  ; 

Thy  throne  was  fixsd  on  high, 

Before  the  starry  sky  ; 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noisy  crowd, 

Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 
Against  thine  empire  rage  and  roar  $ 

In  vain  with  angry  spite, 

The  surly  nations  fight, 
And  dash  like  waves  against  the  shore, 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 

And  all  their  powers  engage, 
Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky  j 
The  terrors  of  thy  frown, 
Shall  bear  their  madness  down ; 
Thy  throne  for  ever  stands  on  high. 

5  Thy  promises  are  true, 

Thy  grace  is  ever  nqw  ; 
There  fix'd,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove, 


  PSALM  94,  131 

I  Thy  saints  with  holy  fear 
|  Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
^nd  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XCIV.    Common  Metre.  fc> 
Against  wicked  Raters. 

HOW  long,  O  Lord,  shall  wicked  men 

In  splendid  triumph  ride  ! 
How  long  shall  haughty  tyrants  reign, 

By  violence  and  pride  ! 

I  They  say,  "  the  Lord  nor  sees  nor  hears ;  n 
When  will  the  fools  be  wise  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf  who  form'd  their  ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  ? 

>  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain, 

And  they  shall  feel  his  power  ; 
His  wrath  shall  pierce  their  souls  with  pain? 
In  some  distressing  hour. 

!,  Powers  of  iniquity  may  rise, 
And  frame  pernicious  laws  ; 
But  God,  my  refuge,  rules  the  skies. 
He  will  defend  my  cause. 

>  When  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bosom  roil, 
Thy  grace,  which  pardons  all  my  faults? 
Shall  cheer  my  drooping  soul. 
5  Blest  is  the  man  thy  hands  chastise, 
And  to  his  duty  draw  ; 
Thy  scourges  make  thy  children  wise, 
When  they  forget  thy  law. 
f  For  God  will  not  cast  off  his  saints, 
Nor  his  own  promise  break  ; 


132  PSALM  95. 


He  pardons  his  inheritance, 
For  his  own  mercy's  sake. 

Watts. 


Psalm  XCV.    Common  Metre, 
Before  Prayer. 

1  SING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 

And  in  his  strength  rejoice ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  throne, 

And  psahns  of  honour  sing  ; 
The  great  Jehovah  reigns  alone, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know 

How  mean  their  natures  seem, 
Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 

Lies  in  his  spacious  hand  ; 
He  fix'd  the  seas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore, 

Come  kneel  before  his  face  ; 
O  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace. 

6  Now  is  the  time,  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  our  request ; 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear 

"  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 

Watts, 


.  PSALM  9 5.  1S3 

Psalm  XCV.  First  Part.  Z.  M.  ^ 

Publick  Worship. 

1  O  COME,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 
Loud  thanks  to  our  Almighty  King  ; 
For  we  our  voices  high  should  raise, 
When  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 

2  Into  his  presence  let  us  haste, 

To  thank  him  for  his  favours  past ; 
To  him  address,  in  joyful  songs, 
The  praise  that  to  his  name  belongs. 

3  For  God,  the  Lord,  enthron'd  in  state 
Is  with  unrivaird  glory  great  ; 

A  King  superior  far  to  all 
Whom  by  the  title  gods,  we  call. 

4  The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand, 
Her  secret  wealth  at  his  command  ; 

The  strength  of  hills  that  threat  the  skies. 
Subjected  to  his  empire  lies. 

5  The  rolling  ocean's  vast  abyss 

By  the  same  sovereign  right  is  his  ; 
'Tis  mov'd  by  that  Almighty  hand, 
Which  form'd  and  fix'd  the  solid  land. 

6  O  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there  ! 
Down  on  our  knees  devoutly  all 
Before  the  Lord  our  Maker  fall. 


Psalm  XCV.  Sec.  Part.  L.  M.    $g  or  b 

Canaan  Lost  through  Unbelief. 

1  COME,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  natures  by  his  word  ; 
12 


PSALM  9*. 


He  is  our  Shepherd,  we  the  sheep 
His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 

2  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey  ; 

Nor  let  our  harden'd  hearts  provoke, 
Like  Israel,  the  avenging  stroke. 

3  Thus  saith  the  Lord,  "  How  false  they  prove, 
u  Forget  my  power,  abuse  my  love  L 

"  Since  they  despise  my  rest,  I  swear 
"  Their  feet  shall  never  enter  there." 

4  Look  back,  my  soul,  with  holy  dread, 
And  view  those  ancient  rebels,  dead  ; 
Attend  the  offer'd  grace  to-day, 
Nor  lose  the  blessing  by  delay. 

5  Seize  the  kind  promise  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates  ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  rest  ; 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blest. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XCV.  Short  Metre. 
Before  a  Sermon. 

1  COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 

And  hymns  of  giory  sing  ; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God# 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown, 

He  gave,  the  seas  their  bound  ; 
The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own* 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
W~  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 


PSALM  96. 


135 


4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refuse 

The  language  of  his  grace  ; 
And  hearts  grow  hard  like  stubborn  Jews, 
That  unbelieving  race, 

6  The  Lord,  in  anger  drest, 

Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear, 
"  You,  who  despis'd  my  promised  rest, 
"  Shall  have  no  portion  here." 

Watts. 


Psalm  XCVI.    Six  Line  L.  M.  m 

Universal  Praise. 

1  LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
To  sing  a  lofty  psalm  of  praise, 

And  bless  the  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show, 

And  all  his  works  of  grace  proclaim. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  praise  be  great, 
Who  sits  on  high,  enthron'd  in  state  ; 

To  him  alone  let  praise  be  given  : 
Those  gods  the  heathen  world  adore, 
In  vain  pretend  to  sovereign  power, 

He  only  rules  who  made  the  heaver*. 

3  He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high  ; 

He  reigns  complete  in  glory  there ; 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light, 
His  glories,  how  divinely  bright  ! 

His  temple,  how  divinely  fair  ; 


136 


PSALM  97. 


4  Let  heaven  be  glad,  let  earth  rejoice, 
Let  ocean  lift  its  roaring  voice, 

Proclaiming  loud,  "  Jehovah  reigns 
For  joy  let  fertile  vallies  sing, 
And  tuneful  groves  their  tribute  bring 

To  him,  whose  power  the  world  sustains. 

5  Come,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  own  his  sovereign  power, 

And  barbarous  nations  fear  his  name  ; 
Then  shall  the  universe  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 

Tate  and  Watts,  united  and  varied. 

Psalm  XCVII.  Long  Metre.  % 
Grace  and  Glory. 

1  TH'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high, 
O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  sky ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  hosts  celestial  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels  and  unknown, 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne  ; 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  feet  surround. 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  Ye,  who  confess  his  holy  name, 
Hate  every  work  of  sin  and  shame  ; 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends. 

4  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown  j 
Those  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise, 
And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 


_____  PSALM  98.  iSr 

5  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  sacred  honours  of  the  Lord  ; 
None  but  the  souls  who  taste  his  grace 
Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

Watts. 

Psalm  XCVIII.    Common  Metre.  %k 

Blessings  of  the  Messiah's  Kingdom. 

1  To  our  Almighty  Maker,  God, 

New  honours  be  address'd  ; 
His  great  salvation  shines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  bless'd. 

2  He  spake  the  word  to  Abr'ham  first. 

His  truth  fulfils  his  grace  ; 
The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  trust, 
And  learn  his  righteousness. 

3  Joy  to  the  world  !  The  Lord  is  come, 

Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

4  Joy  to  the  world  !  her  Saviour  reigns, 

Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
While  lands  and  seas,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

5  No  more  let  sin  and  sorrow  grow, 

Nor  violence  abound  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow, 
Wherever  man  is  found. 

6  He  rules  the  world  with  righteousness, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  blessings  of  his  truth  and  grace, 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

Watts, 


12* 


138 


PSALM  99,  100. 


Psalm  XCIX.    Short  Metre,  j% 
A  holy  God  worshipped  with  Reverence. 

1  THE  God,  Jehovah,  reigns, 

Let  all  the  nations  fear  ; 
Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne. 
And  saints  be  humble  there. 

2  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God  I 

And  worship  at  his  feet ; 
His  nature  is  all  holiness, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 

3  When  Israel  was  his  church, 

When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 
When  Moses  cried,  when  Samuel  pray'd. 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 

4  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 

Nor  would  destroy  their  race  ; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known. 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 

5  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whose  grace  is  still  the  same  ; 
Still  he's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

Watts. 


Psalm  C.    Long  Metre. 
Praise  to  our  Creator. 

1  BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 


PSALM  101. 


139 


And  when  like  wandering-  sheep  we  stray 'dj, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

|  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame  ; 
What  lasting  honours  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  1 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
High  as  the  heaven  our  voices  raise  ; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Thou  Lord  art  good,  thou  Lord  art  kind  ; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  thy  mercy  sure  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  men  shall  find 
Thy  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

6  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CI.    Common  Metre.         or  b 
A  Psalm  for  the  Master  of  a  Family. 

1  OF  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing, 

And  pay  to  God  my  vows  •; 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  heavenly  King, 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  house. 

2  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God,  repair, 

And  make  thy  servant  wise  ; 
Fll  suffer  nothing  near  me  there, 
That  shall  offend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  who  doth  his  neighbour  wrong, 

By  falsehood  or  by  force  ; 
The  scornful  eye,  the  sland'rous  tongue? 
I'll  drive  them  from  my  doors. 


UO  PSALM  102.  

4  The  pure,  the  faithful,  and  the  just, 

My  favour  shall  enjoy  ; 
These  are  the  friends  that  I  will  trust, 
The  servants  I'll  employ. 

5  The  wretch  that  deals  in  sly  deceit, 

I'll  not  endure  a  night ; 
The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  hate, 
And  banish  from  my  sight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 

And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
So  shall  my  house  be  ever  found 
dwelling  fit  for  thee. 

Watts, 

Psalm  CII.    First  Part.    C.  M. 
Prayer  heard,  and  Zioo  restored. 

1  LET  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice ; 

Behold  the  promis'd  hour  ! 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice. 
And  will  exalt  his  power. 

2  Her  dust  and  ruins  that  remain, 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes ; 
Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again, 
And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 

3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 

And  stand  in  glory  there ; 
Nations  shall  bow  and  own  his  name, 
And  worship  in  his  fear. 

4  He  sits  a  sovereign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes ; 
He  hears  the  dying  prisoners'  groan, 
An4  sees  their  wants  arise. 


 PSALM  102.  1 

5  He  frees  the  souls  condemned  to  death  ;  £ 

And  when  his  saints  complain, 
It  can't  be  said  they  spent  their  breath,  V 
Or  shed  their  tears  in  vain. 

6  This  shall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 

And  left  on  long  record, 
That  ages  yet  unborn,  may  read, 
And  learn  to  trust  the  Lord. 

W  A  T  XS. 

Psalm  CII.  Second  Part.    C.  M 

The  Unchangeableness  of  God. 

1  THOU,  Lord,  hast  earth's  foundations  laid* 

The  heavens,  a  glorious  frame, 
By  thine  Almighty  hand  were  spread, 
And  speak  their  Maker's  name. 

2  Their  shining  glories  ail  shall  fade, 

By  thy  controlling  power, 
Chang'd  like  a  vesture  when  decay'd  : 
But  thou  shalt  still  endure. 

3  Thy  bright  perfections,  all  divine, 

Eternal  as  thy  days  ; 
Through  everlasting  ages  shine, 
With  undiminished  rays. 

4  Thy  servant's  children,  still  thy  care, 

Shall  own  their  fathers'  God  ; 
To  latest  times  thy  favour  share, 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Psalm  CII.    ver.  24,  27.   L.  M.  b 
Compared  with  Hebrews,  L  8 — 12.  xiii.  8. 

The  Mortality  of  Man  and  the  Eternity  of  Christ. 

1  IT  is  the  Lord,  our  Maker's  hand 
Weakens  our  strength  amidst  the  race  ; 


142  PSALM  103. 

— .       ■  I   ......  _  

Disease  and  death,  at  his  command, 
Arrest  us,  and  cut  short  our  days. 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon  ; 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day  ; 
And  must  thy  people  die  so  soon  ? 

3  Yet  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief, 
This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage  9 
Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live, 
Christ  is  the  same  through  every  age. 

4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid, 
Heaven  is  the  building  of  his  hand  ; 

This  earth  grows  old,  these  heavens  shall  fade, 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky 
Like  garments  shall  be  laid  aside  ; 

But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high? 
Thy  church  for  ever  must  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face,  thy  church  shall  live, 
And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  ; 
This  dying  world  shall  they  survive, 
And  the  dead  saints  be  rais'd  again. 

Watts. 


Psalm  CIII.  First  Part.  L.  M.  & 

Praise  to  God  for  his  Goodness. 

1  BLESS,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God, 

Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join, 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace, 
His  favours  claim  thy  highest  praise  j 


PSALM  103. 


143 


Let  not  the  wonders  he  hathwroughtj 
Be  lost  in  silence  and  forgot. 

3  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels  ; 
Redeems  the  soul  from  guilt,  and  saves 
Our  wasting  life  from  threat'ning  graves, 

4  Our  youth  decay'cl,  his  power  repairs, 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years ; 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
And  fills  our  souls  with  heavenly  food. 

5  He  sees  th'  oppressor  and  th*  opprest, 
And  often  gives  the  sufferers  rest  ; 
But  will  his  justice  more  display 

In  the  last,  great  decisive  day. 

6  His  power  he  show'd  by  Moses*  hands, 
And  gave  to  Israel  his  commands  ; 
But  made  his  truth  and  mercy  known 
To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CIII.  Sec  Part.    5.  M,  & 

Divine  Mercy  in  the  midst  of  Judgment. 

1  MY  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 

Whose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  sJow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  always  chide  ; 

And  when  his  wrath  is  felt, 
His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes. 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  rais'd 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 


144 


PSALM  103. 


4  His  grace  subdues  our  sins  ; 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

5  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  those  who  fear  his  name* 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel  ; 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame* 

6  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower  ;  " 
When  blasting  winds  spread  o'er  the  field. 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

7  But  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Through  ages  shall  endure  ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

Watts. 


Psalm  GUI.  Third  Part.  Com.  Metre,  b 
God's  tender  Regard  to  human  Weakness. 

1  LORD,  we  thy  wondrous  power  proclaim. 

And  make  that  power  our  trust ; 
Which  rais'd  at  first  this  curious  frame. 
From  mean  and  lifeless  dust. 

2  By  dust  supported  still  it  stands, 

Prepar'd  in  various  forms  ; 
An/i  wrought  by  thy  creating  hands, 
To  nourish  mortal  worms. 

3  Awhile  these  frail  machines  endure  ; 

The  fabrick  of  a  day  I 
Then  lose  their  animating  power  ; 
And  moulder  back  to  clay. 

4  Yet  frail  and  feeble  as  we  are, 

This  thought  is  our  repose, 


PSALM  103. 


145 


That  he  who  first  our  frame  did  rear, 
Its  various  weakness  knows. 

5  He  views  us  with  a  pitying  eye, 

While  struggling  with  our  load; 
In  pains  and  dangers  he  is  nigh, 
Our  Father  and  our  God. 

6  Gently  supported  by  his  love, 

We  tend  to  realms  of  peace  ; 
Where  every  pain  shall  far  remove, 
And  every  frailty  cease. 

Doddridge. 


Psalm  CIII.    Fourth  Part.    C.  M  % 

Angelica  Praise. 

1  THOU,  Lord,  in  heav'n  hast  plac'd  thy  throne, 

Thy  kingdom  wide  extends  ; 
Thy  vast  dominion  shall  be  known 
To  earth's  remotest  ends. 

2  Ye  angels,  who  excel  in  might, 

And  wait  to  do  his  will, 
Bless  him,  whose  work  is  your  delight, 
Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 

3  Ye  seraphs,  who  with  joy  obey 

The  orders  of  your  King, 
Attend  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
And  join  the  praise  they  sing. 

4  Whilst  all  his  works  his  praise  proclaim,, 

O  let  my  heart  and  tongue 
Join  with  the  universal  frame, 
In  this  eternal  song* 

Partly  from  Watt*; 

13 


146 


PSALM  104. 


Psalm  CIV.    First  Part.  Z.  M. 

Divine  Majesty  and  Goodness  in  Storm  and  Rain. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  hymns  of  praise, 
To  God  the  song  of  triumph  raise  ; 
Adorn  M  with  majesty  divine, 

What  pomp,  what  glory,  Lord,  are  thine  S 

2  Light  forms  his  robe,  and  round  his  head 
The  heavens  their  ample  curtain  spread ; 
See  on  the  wind's  expanded  wings 

The  chariot  of  the  King  of  kings  ! 

3  Around  him,  rang'd  in  awful  state, 
Dark  silent  storms  attendant  wait ; 
And  thunders,  ready  to  fulfil 

The  mandates  of  his  sovereign  will. 

4  From  earth's  low  margin  to  the  skies, 
He  bids  the  dusky  vapours  rise  ; 
Then,  from  his  magazines  on  high, 
Commands  th'  imprison'd  winds  to  fly. 

5  The  lightning's  pallid  sheet  expands, 
And  showers  descend  on  furrow'd  lands  ; 
Whilst  down  the  mountain's  channel'd  side. 
The  torrent  roils  in  swelling  pride. 

6  Till  spent  its  wild  impetuous  force, 
And  settled  in  its  destin'd  course, 
It  waters  all  the  fruitful  plains, 
And  life  in  various  forms  sustains. 

7  Thus  clouds,  and  storms,  and  fires  obey 
Thy  wise  and  all-controlling  sway ; 
And  whilst  thy  terrors  round  us  stand, 
We  see  a  Father's  bounteous  hand. 

Merrick,  with  Alteration  and  Addition 


PSALM  104. 


147 


Psalm  CIV.    Sec.  Part.    L.  M.  b 

The  Seaman's  Prayer. 

1  ALMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  skies, 

How  various  are  thy  works  !  how  wise  ! 
Thy  power  throughout  all  spaee  extends, 
Sinks  thro'  all  depth,  all  height  transcends  ! 

2  Not  earth  alone  beholds  her  shores 
Enrich'd  by  thy  exhaustless  stores  ; 
Alike,  throughout  their  liquid  reign, 
The  spreading  seas  thy  gifts  contain. 

3  Beneath,  unnumber'd  fishes  swarm, 
Of  different  size,  of  various  form  ; 
Above,  the  ships  incumbent  ride, 
Borne  on  the  bosom  of  the  tide. 

4  Here,  huge  leviathan  is  seen 

To  sport  the  mighty  waves  between  ; 
There,  icy  mountains  float  and  roll, 
Driv'n  from  the  seas  beneath  the  pole. 

5  On  high,  the  .concave  we  behold 
In  living  blue,  or  sparkling  gold ; 
Whilst  waving  azure  fields  around 
Spread  to  th'  horizon's  utmost  bound. 

6  The  winds  and  waves  obey  thy  will ; 
The  needle  owns  thy  power  and  skill ; 
And,  steer'd  by  thy  directing  hand, 
Our  bark  shall  gain  the  wish'd  for  land. 

Merrick  with  Alteration  and  Addition. 

Psalm  CIV.   Third  Part.    L.  M.   %  or 
Divine  Providence  toward  Man  and  Beast. 
1  VAST  are  thy  works,  Almighty  Lord, 
All  nature  rests  upon  thy  word  \ 


148 


PSALM  104. 


Aad  the  whole  race  of  creatines  stands, 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 

2  If  thou  the  vital  air  deny, 
Behold  them  sicken,  faint  and  die  ; 
Dust  to  its  kindred  dust  returns, 

And  earth  her  ruin'd  offspring  mourns. 

3  But  thou  canst  breathe  on  dust  again, 
And  nil  the  world  with  beasts  and  men ; 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  waste  of  time  and  death. 

4  Thy  glory,  fearless  of  decline, 
Thy  glory,  Lord,  shall  ever  shine  ; 
Thy  works,  the  honour  of  thy  might, 
Are  honour'd  with  thy  own  delight. 

5  Earth  at  thy  look  shall  trembling  stand, 
Conscious  of  sovereign  power  at  hand  ; 
And,  touch'd  by  thy  vindictive  stroke, 
The  everlasting  mountains  smoke. 

6  In  thee  our  hopes  and  wishes  meet, 
And  make  our  contemplations  sweet ; 
Thy  praises  shall  our  breath  employ, 
Till  we  shall  rise  to  endless  joy. 

Watts  and  Merrick. 


Psalm  CIV.    Fourth  P*rt.    L.  M.  3fc 

The  Voice  of  the  Creatures  proclaiming  God. 

1  THERE  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks, 
Through  earth,  and  air,  and  seas,  and  skies ; 
See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise  ! 

2  Behold  the  sun  serenely  bright, 
O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame 
Inscribed,  in  characters  of  light, 

His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  nan^e. 


PSALM  104. 


149 


3  Diffusing  life,  his  influence  spreads, 
And  health  and  plenty  smile  around  ; 
The  fruitful  fields  and  verdant  meads 
Are  with  a  thousand  blessings  crown'd. 

4  Almighty  goodness,  power  divine, 
The  fields  and  verdant  meads  display  ; 
And  bless  the  hand  which  made  them  shine 
With  various  charms,  profusely  gay. 

5  For  man  and  beast,  here  daily  food 
In  wide  extensive  plenty  grows  ; 
And  there,  for  drink,  the  crystal  flood 
In  streams,  sweet  winding,  gently  flows. 

6  By  cooling  streams  and  soft'ning  showers, 
The  vegetable  race  are  fed ; 

And  trees,  and  plants,  and  herbs,  and  flowers^ 
Their  Maker's  constant  bounty  spread. 

7  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 
And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
Confess^the  footsteps  of  our  God, 
Come,  bow  before  him,  and  adore. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Psalm  CIV.    Particular  Metre.  5 

PART  I. 

I  BLESS  God,  O  my  soul, 
Rejoice  in  his  name  ; 
And  let  my  glad  voice 

Thy  greatness  proclaim  : 
Surpassing  in  honour, 

Dominion  and  might ; 
Thy  throne  is  the  heaven, 
Thy  robe  is  the  light. 
13* 


150 


PSALM  104. 


2  The  sky  we  behold, 

A  curtain  display'd, 
The  chambers  of  heaven 

On  waters  are  laid. 
The  clouds  are  a  chariot 

Thy  glory  to  bear, 
On  winds  thou  art  wafted. 

Thou  ridest  on  air. 

3  As  rapid  as  fire, 

Thy  angels  on  high 

Convey  thy  commands, 
Thy  ministers  fly. 

The  earth,  on  its  basis- 
Eternal  sustained, 

Is  fix'd  in  the  station 
Thy  wisdom  ordain'd. 

4  The  world,  when  at  first 

Of  chaos  compos'd, 
Was  void,  without  form, 

In  waters  enclos'd  ; 
Thy  voice,  how  majestick, 

In  thunder  was  heard, 
The  waters  subsided, 

The  mountains  appeared. 

PART  II. 

5  Thy  providence  fix'd 

The  stream  and  its  source  ; 
The  sea  knows  its  bounds, 

The  rivers  their  course. 
Convey'd  through  dark  channel s, 

Springs  rise  on  the  hills, 
They  burst  in  the  fountains, 

They  fall  in  the  rills. 


PSALM  104. 


151 


6  The  beasts  of  the  wild 

Their  forest  forsake  ; 
The  herd  quits  the  field, 

To  drink  of  the  lake  : 
On  trees  crown'd  with  blossoms. 

Its  margin  along, 
Birds,  warbling  sweet  musick, 

Praise  GOD  in  their  song. 

7  Descending  on  hills, 

Clouds  plenteousness  pour ; 
All  nature  revives, 

Earth  smiles  in  the  shower  : 
A  garment  of  verdure 

Apparels  the  plain ; 
Fruits  swell  in  the  garden, 

Fields  wave  with  their  grain. 

8  With  moisture  refresh'd, 

The  vine  yields  its  fruit, 
*Tis  balm  to  our  hearts, 

To  health  a  recruit. 
With  pleasure  we  gather 

The  richness  of  oil ; 
'Tis  strength  to  our  body, 

Support  to  our  toil. 

PART  III. 

9  The  trees  full  of  sap, 

With  joy  rear  their  head, 
The  cedars  their  bows 

O'er  Lebanon  spread. 
Secure  in  the  covert 

The  bird  flies  for  rest, 
She  sings  on  the  branches, 

She  broods  on  the  nest. 


152 


PSALM  104. 


10  The  pine  yields  a  home 

The  stork  to  secure  : 
The  goat  on  the  crag 

Defies  the  pursuer. 
Even  creatures  too  feeble 

Themselves  to  defend, 
On  caves  and  concealment 

For  safety  depend. 

11  The  moon,  by  thy  law, 

Increases  and  wanes  : 
The  sun  keeps  the  course 

Thy  wisdom  ordains. 
By  night  the  fierce  lion 

Roams  wide  for  his  prey, 
But  flies  to  his  cavern 

When  morn  bvings  the  day. 

1 2  Then  man  with  the  sun 

His  labour  renews, 
Till  evening  arrives, 

That  labour  pursues. 
Such,  Lord,  is  the  wisdom 

Thy  works  all  proclaim ; 
Let  earth,  crown'd  with  riches. 

Rejoice  in  thy  name  ! 

PART  IV. 

1 3  Nor  here  only,  Lord, 

Thy  might  we  adore, 
The  sea  owns  thy  hand, 

Thy  wisdom  and  power  ; 
There  tribes  without  number, 

Thy  creatures,  resort ; 
Leviathans  gambol, 

And  whales  take  their  sport. 


PSALM  104. 


153 


14  Their  ships  spread  their  sails, 

The  surface  to  sweep  ; 
There  fish  nimbly  glide, 

Conceal'd  in  the  deep  : 
They  all  know  their  season, 

As  seasons  arise ; 
And  tribes,  which  thy  bounty 

Has  made,  it  supplies. 

15  Thy  will  and  thy  word 

Endue  them  with  breath, 
Consum'd  by  thy  blast, 

They  shrink  into  death  ; 
Restor'd  at  thy  pleasure, 

New  beings  appear, 
To  people  the  waters, 

The  earth  and  the  air. 

16  Rejoice  then,  O  Lord, 

In  glory  secure  ; 
The  works  thou  hast  made 

Through  ages  endure  : 
Yet,  aw'd  by  thy  presence, 

When  thou  drawest  near, 
Smoke  bursts  from  the  mountains, 

Earth  trembles  with  fear. 

17  Thus,  Lord,  let  me  sing, 

Thy  glory  to  raise  ; 
Delightful  the  strain, 

When  tun'd  to  thy  praise. 
The  vile  have  their  sufferings, 

The  just  their  reward  ; 
Bless  God,  O  my  spirit  I 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord  ! 

Vincent. 


154  PSALM  105.  ' 

Psalm  CV.    Common  Metre. 
The  Divine  Promise  to  Abraham  fulfilled. 

1  GIVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 

And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ; 
Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 
That  all  may  seek  his  face. 

2  To  Abra'm  and  his  seed  he  swore, 

To  give  Canaan's  land  ; 
Though  strangers,  destitute  of  power, 
A  little  feeble  band. 

3  Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round, 

Securely,  they  remov'd  ; 
And  haughty  kings  who  on  them  frown'd, 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

4  The  Lord  himself  chose  out  their  way, 

And  mark'd  their  journies  right ; 
Gave  them  his  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  guide  by  night. 

5  They  thirst,  and  waters  from  the  rock 

In  rich  abundance  flow  ; 
And,  following  still  the  course  they  took, 
Ran  5»U  the  desert  through. 

6  O  wondrous  stream  !  O  blessed  type  ! 

Of  ever  flowing  grace  ! 
So  Christ  our  Rock  maintains  our  life, 
While  we  his  footsteps  trace. 

7  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty  hand, 

The  chosen  tribes  possess'd 
The  blessings  of  the  promis'd  land, 
And  there  enjoy 'd  their  rest. 

3  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 
Nor  put  the  church  in  fear ; 


PSALM  106. 


155 


Israel  must  live  through  every  age, 
And  be  th'  Almighty's  care. 

Watts. 


Psalm  CVI.    First  Part.  L.  M.  m 

The  Character  and  final  Prosperity  of  the  Righteous. 

1  O  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
Has  stood,  and  shall  for  ever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express. 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
Just  tribute  of  immortal  praise  ? 

3  Happy  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  from  thy  precepts  never  stray  I 
Who  know  what's  right,  nor  only  so, 
But  always  practise  what  they  know. 

4  Extend  to  me  that  favour,  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chosen  dost  afford  ; 
Be  this  my  happiness,  to  see 
Thy  church  in  full  prosperity. 

5  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chosen  seed  ; 
And  with  the  same  salvation  bless 
Each  humble  suppliant  of  thy  grace, 

6  O  may  I  see  thy  tribes  rejoice, 
And  aid  the  triumph  with  my  voice  ; 
This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 

Join'd  to  thy  church,  and  near  to  thee. 

7  Let  Israel's  God  be  ever  blest, 
Who  gives  his  people  heavenly  rest ; 


156 


PSALM  106. 


Let  all  his  saints,  with  full  accord, 
Exalt  their  voice  to  praise  the  Lord. 

Tate  and  Watts,  united. 

Psalm  CVI.    Sec.  Part.   S.  M.    3fc  or  b 

Israel  Punished  and  Pardoned  :  Or,  the  Love  of  God 
unchangeable. 

J  GOD  of  eternal  love  ! 

How  fickle  are  our  ways  ! 
And  yet,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 
The  riches  of  thy  grace  ! 

2  They  saw  his  wonders  wrought, 

And  then  his  praise  they  sung  ^ 
But  soon  his  works  of  power  forgot, 
And  murmur'd  with  their  tongue. 

3  Now  they  believe  his  word, 

While  rocks  with  water  flow  ; 
Now  with  their  lusts  provoke  the  Lord, 
And  dare  the  vengeful  blow. 

4  Yet,  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults, 

He  hearken'd  to  their  groans  ; 
Brought  his  own  cov'nant  to  his  thoughts, 
And  call'd  them  still  his  sons. 

5  Their  names  were  in  his  book, 

He  sav'd  them  from  their  foes  ; 
Oft  he  chastis'd,  but  ne'er  forsook 
The  people  whom  he  chose. 

6  Let  Israel  bless  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race  ; 
And  christians  join  the  solemn  word 

Ameiij  to  all  the  Ipraxse. 

Watts. 


PSALM  107. 


157 


Psalm  CVII.  First  Part.  X.  M.  b 
Israel  lecTthrough  the  Wilderness  to  the  Land  of  Promise. 

1  GIVE  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  above  ;  i 
Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  Love ; 
His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 

And  ages  long  to  come  shall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  ; 
Israel,  the  nation  whozi  he  chose, 
And  rescued  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  In  their  distress,  to  God  they  cried, 

God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  guide  ;  • 
He  led  their  march  far  wandering  round  ; 
'Twas  the  right  pad  to  Canaan's  ground. 

4  So  when  our  first  release  we  gain, 
From  sin's  hard  yoke  and  Satan's  chain. 
We  have  this  desert  world  to  trace, 

A  tiresome  and  a  dangerous  place. 

5  God  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footsteps,  lest  we  stray ; 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

6  Then  let  us  all  with  joy  record 

The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord  ; 
How  great  his  works,  how  kind  his  ways  I 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise ! 

Wat  rs. 


PsalmCVII.    Second  Part.  L.M.  b 

Correction  for  Sin,  and  Relief  to  Prisoners. 

1  FROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 
God  and  his  grace  are  still  the  same  -? 
14 


US  PSALM  107. 

He  fills  the  hungry  souls  with  food, 
And  feeds  them  with  substantial  good. 

2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rise 
Against  the  God  who  rules  the  skies ; 
If  they  reject  his  heavenly  word, 
And  slight  the  counsels  of  the  Lord, 

3  He'll  bring  their  spirits  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliverance  shall  be  found  ; 
Laden  with  grief,  they  waste  their  breath 
In  darkness  and  the  shades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries ; 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  arise, 
And  scatters  all  that  dismal  shade, 
Which  hung  so  heavy  o'er  their  head, 

5  He  cuts  the  iron  bars  in  two, 

And  lets  the  joyful  prisoner  through  ; 
Takes  off  the  load  of  pain  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  labouring  soul  relief* 

6  O  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ; 
How  great  his  works  !  How  kind  his  ways  I 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise  ! 

Watts. 


Psalm  CVII.  Third  Part.  C.  M.  b 

Intemperance  chastised  and  reformed. 

1  BENEATH  God's  terrors  doom'd  to  groan, 

Behold  th'  intemperate  band 
The  fruits  of  folly  reap,  and  own 
The  justice  of  his  hand. 

2  From  food  estrang'd,  their  languid  soul 

The  needful  meal  foregoes  ; 


PSALM  107. 


159 


Life  feels  its  current  faintly  roll, 
And  hastens  to  its  close. 

3  Distress'd,  to  God  they  make  their  prayer, 

And  nature,  joyous,  sees 
His  word  her  ruin'd  strength  repair. 
Her  fiercest  tortures  ease. 

4  O  then  that  all  would  bless  his  name, 

Who  thus  his  mercy  prove  ; 
And  still  from  age  to  age  proclaim 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

5  That  men  of  various  tongues  would  sing, 

His  acts  in  frequent  lays  ; 
And  yield  to  heaven's  eternal  King 
The  sacrifice  of  praise. 

Merrick. 
Psalm  CVII.  Fourth  Part.  Z.  M 

Dangers  and  Deliverance  by  Sea. 

1  THEY  who  in  ships,  with  courage  bold, 
O'er  swelling  waves  their  trade  pursue, 
The  Lord's  amazing  works  behold, 
And  in  the  deep  his  wonders  view. 

2  Soon  as  his  dread  command  is  past, 
The  lowering  storm  begins  to  rise  ; 
It  sweeps  the  sea  with  rapid  haste, 
And  makes  the  swelling  billows  rise. 

3  The  labouring  ships  borne  up  to  heaven, 
Upon  the  lofty  waves  appear  ; 

Then  down  the  deep  abyss  are  driven, 
Whilst  every  soul  dissolves  with  fear. 

4>  They  reel  and  stagger  to  and  fro, 

Like  men  with  fumes  of  wine  oppress'd  ; 
Nor  does  the  skilful  seaman  know 
Which  way  to  steer,  what  course  is  best. 


160 


PSALM  107. 


5  Then,  to  the  Lord's  indulgent  ear, 
Their  supplication  they  address  ; 
He  kindly  condescends  to  hear, 

And  frees  them  from  their  deep  distress. 

6  He  bids  the  storm  its  fury  cease, 
And  lays  the  billows  calm  and  still  ; 
Then  summon's  forth  the  gentle  breeze, 
The  seaman's  wishes  to  fulfil. 

7  O  then,  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 
Would  God  for  all  his  goodness  praise  ; 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 
Throughout  the  wondering  world  displays. 

Tate,  varied. 


Psalm  CVII.  Fifth  Part.  Z.  M.   %  or  b 

Colonies  planted  and  punished. 

1  WHERE  nothing  dwelt  but  beasts  of  prey, 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

God  bids  th'  oppress'd  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

2  They  sow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whose  yearly  fruit  supplies  their  want  ; 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  stocks., 
Their  wealth  increases. with  their  flocks. 

3  Thus  they  are  blest ;  but  if  they  sin, 
He  lets  the  savage  nations  in  ; 

A  hostile  race  invades  their  lands, 
Their  princes  die  by  barb'rous  hands. 

4  Their  captive  sons,  expos'd  to  scorn, 
Wander  unpitied  and  forlorn  ; 

The  country  lies  unfenc'd,  untill'd. 
And  desolation  spreads  the  field. 


PSALM  108. 


161 


5  Yet  if  the  humbled  people  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  ; 
Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live. 

6  The  righteous,  with  a  joyful  sense, 
Admire  the  works  of  Providence  ; 
And  wise  observers  still  shall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  kind. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CVIII.  Commen  Metre. 
A  general  Song  of  Praise. 

1  O  GOD,  my  grateful  soul  aspires 

To  magnify  thy  name  ; 
My  tongue,  with  cheerful  songs  of  praise5 
Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 

2  Awake,  my  heart,  and  thou,  my  voice, 

Thy  willing  tribute  pay  ; 
And  let  a  hymn  of  sacred  joy 
Salute  the  opening  day. 

3  To  all  the  listening  world  around 

Thy  goodness  I  will  sing  ; 
Whilst  every  grateful  tongue  shall  join 
To  praise  th'  eternal  King. 

4  Because  thy  mercy's  boundless  height 

The  highest  heaven  transcends  ; 
And  far  beyond  the  spreading  earth 
Thy  faithfulness  extends. 

5  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  starry  frame  ; 
And  let  the  world,  with  one  consent, 
Confess  thy  glorious  name. 

Tate,  altered. 

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162 


PSALM  109,110. 


Psalm  CIX.    Common  Metre. 
Love  to  Enemies  from  the  Example  of  Christ. 

1  O  GOD,  we  celebrate  thy  praise, 

Thy  mercy  is  our  song  ; 
Though  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace 
With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 

Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found  ; 
With  cruel  slanders,  false  and  vain, 
They  compciss'd  him  around. 

3  Their  miseries  his  compassion  mov'd, 

Their  peace  he  still  pursu'd  ; 
They  render'd  hatred  for  his  love> 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  cause  ; 

Yet  with  his  dying  breath 
He  pray'd  for  murderers  on  his  cross5 
And  bless'd  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Let  not  this  bright  example  shine 

In  vain  before  our  eyes  ; 
May  we  like  him  to  peace  incline, 
And  love  our  enemies. 

6  Thus  shall  we  too  thine  image  b.ear> 

And  thus  our  sonship  prove ; 
For  good  and  bad  thy  bounty  share, 
Thou  God  of  boundless  love. 

Watts,  varied. 

Psalm  CX.    Long  Metre,  m  or  b 
The  Priesthood  and  Kingdom  of  Christ. 
1  THUS  the  eternal  Father  spake, 
To  Christ  his  Son,  "  Ascend  and  sit 
At  my  right  hand,  till  I  shall  make 
Thy  foes  submissive  at  thy  feet 


PSALM  11). 


163 


2  "  From  Zion  shall  thy  word  proceed  ; 
Thy  word,  the  sceptre  in  thy  hand, 
Shall  make  the  hearts  of  sinners  bleed. 
And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  "  O  blessed  power  !  O  glorious  day  ! 
A  splendid  victory  shall  ensue  ! 
And  converts  who  thy  grace  obev 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew  !" 

4  God  hath  pronounc'd  a  firm  decree, 
Nor  will  repent  the  thing  he  swore  ; 
"  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 
When  Aaron's  sons  shall  serve  no  more. 

5  "  Melchizedek,  the  wondrous  priest, 
Whose  generation  was  unknown, 
The  king  of  righteousness  and  peace, 
Was  a  fair  type  of  Christ  my  Soa." 

§  Through  all  the  earth  his  reign  shall  spread? 
And  fierce  opposers  frown  in  vain  ; 
For  God  shall  raise  his  humble  head, 
And  his  exalted  throne  maintain. 

Watts,  varied. 

Psalm  CXI.    Long  Metre. 
The  Divine  Perfections. 

1  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord  ;  to  speak  his  praise, 
My  soul  her  utmost  powers  shall  raise. 
With  private  friends,  and  in  the  throng 

Of  those  who  to  his  house  belong, 

2  His  works,  for  greatness  though  renown'd, 
His  wondrous  works  are  always  found, 

By  those  who  seek  for  them  aright, 
And  in  the  pious  search  delight. 


164 


PSALM  112. 


3  His  works  are  all  of  matchless  fame, 
And  universal  glory  claim  ; 

His  truth)  confirm'd  through  ages  past, 
Shall  to  eternal  ages  last. 

4  By  precept,  he  has  us  enjoin'd 

To  keep  his  wondrous  works  in  mind  ; 

And  to  posterity  record, 

How  good  and  gracious  is  the  Lord. 

5  Just  are  the  dealings  of  his  hands, 
Immutable  are  his  commands  ; 
By  truth  and  equity  sustain'd, 
And  for  eternal  rules  ordain'd. 

6  Who  wisdom's  sacred  prize  would  win, 
Must  with  the  fear  of  God  begin  ; 
Immortal  praise  and  heavenly  skill 
Have  they  who  know  and  do  his  will. 

Tate. 


Psalm  CXII.    Long  Metre.  or  b 

The  Character  and  Happiness  of  the  liberal  Man. 

1  THAT  man  is  bless'd,  who  stands  in  awe 
Of  God,  and  loves  his  sacred  law  ; 

His  name  on  earth  shall  be  renown'd, 
And  with  increasing  honour  crown'd. 

2  His  hospitable  house  shall  be 

To  friends  and  strangers  always  free  ; 
His  virtue,  safe  from  all  decay, 
Shall  blessings  to  his  heirs  convey. 

3  The  man  that's  SUM  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brightest  in  affliction's  night ; 
Compassion  dwells  within  his  mind. 
His  justice  flows  to  all  mankind. 


PSALM  113. 


165 


4  His  liberal  favours  he  extends, 

To  some  he  gives,  to  others  lends  ; 
And  what  his  charity  impairs, 
He  saves  by  prudence  in  affairs. 

5  Though  dangers  threaten  him  around, 
Unmov'd  shall  he  maintain  his  ground. 
The  sweet  remembrance  of  the  just 
Shall  flourish  when  he  sleeps  in  dust. 

6  His  hands,  whilst  they  his  alms  bestow'd^ 
His  glory's  future  harvest  sow'd  ; 
Whence  he  shall  reap  a  sure  reward, 
And  dwell  for  ever  with  the  Lord. 

Tate,  varied. 

Psalm  CXIII.    Long  Metre. 
Divine  Greatness  and  Condescension. 

1  YE  servants  of  th'  Almighty  Kingj 
In  every  age  his  praises  sing, 
Where'er  the  circling  sun  displays 
His  rising  beams  or  setting  rays. 

2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  sky, 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds^ 
Can  give  his  vast  dominion  bounds. 

3  What  impious  mortal  rashly  dare, 
What  angel,  with  our  God  compare  ? 
His  glories,  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light  ? 

4  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  hosts  of  angels  do  ; 
And  condescends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below* 


166  PSALM  114.  

5  From  dust  and  cottages  obscure, 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor  ; 
Gires  them  the  honour  of  his  sons, 
And  makes  them  meet  for  heavenly  thrones. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXIV.  Long  Metre.       ^  or  b 
Miracles  attending  Israel's  Journey. 

1  WHEN  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 

The  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  throne, 

2  Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay, 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  ; 
Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled 
With  backward  current  to  his  head. 

3  The  mountains  shook  like  trembling  sheep, 
Like  Iambs,  the  smaller  hills  did  leap  ; 
Not  Sinai  on  its  base  could  stand, 
Conscious  of  sovereign  power  at  hand. 

4  What  power  could  make  the  sea  divide  I 
Or  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide  ! 
Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills  ? 

And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 

5  Let  every  mountain,  every  flood 
Retire,  and  know  th'  approaching  God  ; 
The  King  of  Israel  !  see  him  here  ! 
Tremble  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns  ; 
The  rock  to  flowing  water  turns ; 

From  stones,  spring  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  earth  and  seas  confess  the  Lord. 

Watts. 


PSALM  115,  116. 


Psalm  CXV.  Long  Metre.       ^  or  ^ 
Idolatry  reproved. 

NOT  to  ourselves,  w,ho  are  but  dust, 
Not  to  ourselves  is  glory  due  ; 
But  to  thy  name,  thou  only  just, 
Thou  only  gracious,  wise  and  true  ! 

2  Thy  dreadful  majesty  proclaim, 
Nor  le^t  the  heathen's  haughty  tongue 
Insult  us,  and,  to  raise  our  shame, 

Say,  <  where's  the  God  you've  serv'd  so  long  V 

3  The  God  we  serve,  maintains  his  throne 
Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies  ; 
Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 
He  knows  our  groans,  and  hears  our  cries. 

4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore 

Are  senseless  shapes  of  stone  or  wood  ; 
At  best  a  mass  of  glittering  ore, 
A  silver  saint,  or  golden  god. 

5  O  Israel,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  rest ; 
The  Lord  shall  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  bless  the  people  and  the  priest. 

6  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise, 
They  dwell  in  silence,  in  the  grave  ; 
But,  whilst  we  live,  we'll  sing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  save. 

Watts. 


Psalm  CXVI.    Common  Metre. 
Praise  for  Deliverance  from  Distress. 

I  WHAT  shall  I  render  to  my  Gpd, 
For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 


T68 


psalm  nr. 


My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  who  fill  thy  house, 

My  offerings  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows, 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever  blessed  God  ; 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight  ! 
How  precious  is  their  blood  ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are  L 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care.," 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

Watts. 


Psalm  CXVII.    Short  Metre.  m 
Praise  to  God  from  all  Nations. 

1  THY  name,  Almighty  Lord, 

Shall  sound  through  distant  lands ; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word, 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honours  spread, 

Long  may  thy  praise  endure  ; 
Till  rhorning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 

Watts. 


V 


 PSALM  118.  U9 

4  Psalm  CXVIII.  v.  18,  19.  1st.  P.  C.  M.  X 

Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  SOVEREIGN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 

In  every  chast'ning  stroke  ; 
And  whilst  I  smart  beneath  thy  rod, 
Thy  presence  I  invoke. 

2  To  thee,  in  my  distress,  I  cried, 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear  ; 
Thy  powerful  word  my  life  prolong'd, 
And  brought  salvation  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteousness, 

That,  with  the  pious  throng, 
I  may  record  my  solemn  vows, 
And  tune  my  grateful  song. 

4  Praise  to  the  Lord,  whose  gentle  hand 

Renews  our  lab'ring  breath  ; 
Praise  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  saints 
Triumphant  in  their  death. 

5  My  God,  in  that  appointed  hour, 

The  heavenly  world  display  ; 
Where  sin  and  death  shall  have  no  place, 
And  tears  be  wip'd  away. 

6  There,  whilst  the  nations  of  thebless'd 

With  rapture  sing  around  ; 
My  anthems  to  delivering  grace 
In  loftier  strains  shall  sound. 

Doddridge,  with  Variation. 

Psalm  CXVIII.    Sec.  Part.    C.  M.  & 

For  the  Lord's  Day. 

i  THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 


15 


\70 


PSALM  118. 


Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  thy  throne. 

2  This  day,  the  Saviour  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
This  day,  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosannato  th'  annointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  son  ; 
Save  us,  O  Lord,  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God,  his  Father's  name. 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise  ; 
The  highest  heavens  in  which  he  reigns 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

   Watts- 

~~  Psalm  CXVIII.    Short  Metre.  W 
Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  BEHOLD  the  corner  stone, 

Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon. 
And  his  eternal  praise  ! 

2  The  Jewish  scribe  and  priest 

Reject  it  with  disdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 

And  wondrous  in  our  eyes; 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine  ; 
This  day  ditJ-Jesus  rise. 


PSALM  119. 


171 


4  How  glorious  is  the  day, 

By  our  Redeemer  made  ! 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

5  Hosanna  to  the  King 

Of  David's  royal  blood  ! 
Bless  him,  ye  saints,  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

6  We  bless  thy  holy  word, 

Which  all  this  grace  displays  ; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

Watts. 


Psalm  CXIX.   First  Part.   C.  M.   ^  or  b 

The  Happiness  of  a  virtuous  Life. 

1  HOW  bless'd  are  they  who  always  keep 

The  pure  and  perfect  way  ; 
Who  never  from  the  sacred  paths 
Of  God's  commandments  stray  ! 

2  How  bless'd,  who  to  his  righteous  laws 

Have  still  obedient  been, 
And  have  with  humble  fervent  zeal 
His  favour  sought  to  win  ! 

3  Such  men  their  utmost  caution  use 

To  shun  each  wicked  deed  ; 
But  in  the  path  which  he  directs 
With  constant  care  proceed. 

4  Thou  strictly  hast  enjoin'd  us,  Lord, 

To  learn  thy  sacred  will, 
And  all  our  diligence  employ 
Thy  statutes  to  fulfil. 

5  O  then  that  thy  most  holy  will 

Might  o'er  our  ways  preside  j 


172 


PSALM  119. 


And  we  the  course  of  all  our  life 
By  thy  direction  guide  ! 

6  Then  with  assurance  should  we  walk 
From  all  confusion  free, 
Convinced,  with  joy,  that  all  our  ways 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

Tate. 


Psalm  CXIX.  Sec.  Part.  Com.  Metre,  b 

The  Danger  attending  Youth. 

1  INDULGENT  God,  with  pitying  eye 

The  sons  of  men  survey  ; 
And  see  how  youthful  sinners  sport 
In  a  destructive  way. 

2  In  pleasure's  flowery  path  they  tread, 

On  future  years  presume  ; 
Although  ten  thousand  snares  are  spread, 
To  snatch  them  to  the  tomb. 

3  Reduce,  O  Lord,  their  wandering  mind, 

Amus'd  with  airy  dreams  ; 
That  heavenly  wisdom  may  dispel 
Their  visionary  schemes. 

4  With  holy  caution  may  they  walk, 

And  make  thy  word  their  guide  ; 
Till  each,  the  danger  safely  past, 
On  Zion's  hill  abide. 

Doddridge,  with  Variation. 

Psalm  CXIX.  Third  Part.  C.  M.  b 

Repentance  and  Obedience. 

i  THOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  ; 
Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  prepares  t'  obey  thy  word, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 


PSALM  119. 


2  I  choose  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 
And  glory  in  my  choice  ; 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Can  make  me  so  rejoice. 

S  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace 
I  set  before  my  eyes, 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 

4  If  e'er  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways, 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  trust  thy  pardoning  grace. 

5  If  thou  incline  this  wandering  heart 

Thy  precepts  to  fulfil ; 
Then,  till  my  mortal  life  shall  end, 
I  shall  perform  thy  will. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXIX.    4th  Part.   C.  M.    3fc  or  b 

Instruction  from  Scripture. 

1  THY  word  is  like  a  heavenly  light, 

Which  guides  us  all  the  day ; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God.  , 

3  The  starry  heavens  thy  rule  obey, 

The  earth  preserves  her  place  ; 
In  nature's  volume,  night  and  day? 
Thy  power  and  skill  we  trace, 
is* 


174, 


PSALM  119. 


4  But  in  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Are  lessons  more  divine  ; 
Not  earth  stands  firmer  than  thy  wore?, 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine. 

5  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth, 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  ybuth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXIX.    Fifth  Part.    Z,  M.  fc> 
Godly  Sorrow  for  the  Sins  of  Men. 

1  ARISE,  my  tender  thoughts,  arise  ; 
Let  torrents  drown  my  weeping  eyes  ; 
And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel 
Those  evils  which  thou  canst  not  heal. 

2  See  human  beings  sunk  in  shame  ; 
See  scandals  pour'd  on  Jesus'  name  ; 
See  God  insulted  through  his  Son, 
The  world  ahus'd,  the  soul  undone. 

3  My  heart  with  reverence  hears  thy  word, 
And  trembles  at  thy  threat'nings,  Lord ; 

I  know  the  wretched,  dreadful  end 
To  which  .heir  careless  steps  descend. 

4  My  God,  the  mournful  scene  I  view, 
With  horror  and  with  pity  too  ; 

O  could  my  sympathy  reclaim 

The  wretches  from  destructive  flame  ! 

5  But  feeble  my  compassion  preves, 

It  can  but  weep,  where  most  it  loves  ; 
Thy  own  all-saving  grace  employ, 
And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 

Doddridge* 


PSALM  119. 


175 


Psalm  CXIX.  Sixth  Part.  C.  M.  ^  or  fc> 
Delight  in  the  Word  of  God. 

1  O  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law, 

'Tis  daily  my  delight ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw- 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 

To  meditate  thy  word  ; 
My  soul  with  longing  melts  away, 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 

o  When  midnight  darkness  veils  the  skies, 
I  call  thy  words  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rise, 
And  God's  acceptance  find. 

4  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage  ! 

How  well  employ  my  tongue  ! 
It  cheers  my  tiresome  pilgrimage, 
And  yields  a  heav'nly  song  ! 

5  Am  I  a  stranger,  or  at  home, 

'Tis  my  continual  feast  ; 
Not  honey  dropping  from  the  comb 
So  much  allures  the  taste. 

6  No  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind, 

Nor  shall  thy  word  be  sold 
For  loads  of  silver  well  refin'd, 
Nor  heaps  of  shining  gold. 

7  When  nature  sinks  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, 
And  elevate  my  praise. 

Watts. 


176 


PSALM  119. 


Psalm  CXIX.  7th  Part.  C.  M.     or  b 
The  Variety  and  Comfort  of  the  Divine  Word. 

1  LORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice. 

Thy  statutes  all  are  just ; 
They  make  my  noblest  powers  rejoice. 
And  mortify  my  lust. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  I  survey, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
Through  all  the  business  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 

3  And  when  my  spirit  takes  her  fill 

From  fountains  so  divine, 
Not  mighty  men  that  share  the  spoil, 
Have  joy  compar'd  to  mine, 

4  I  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  grace  in  sight ; 
Whilst  through  the  promises  I  rorc 
With  ever  new  delight. 

5  5Tis  like  a  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  living  springs  arise ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

6  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have  ; 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXIX.    8th  Part.    C.  M.  m  or  b 

The  Perfection  of  Scripture. 

1  LET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
To  form  one  perfect  book  ; 
Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 


PSALM  119. 


2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave, 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven ; 
Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave  j 
But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection,  here  below  ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

4  But  thy  commands,  O  righteous  Lord, 

Pervade  the  heart  within  ; 
Thy  perfect  law,  exceeding  broad, 
Detects  the  secret  sin. 

5  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here, 

While  sin  denies  our  frame, 
And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  far, 
They  scarce  deserve  the  name. 

6  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace 

Fall  far  below  thy  word ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

Watts,  varied. 


Psalm  CXIX.  9th  Part.   C.  M.   %  or  b 

Desire  of  Divine  Knowledge. 

1  THY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 

How  great  thy  works  appear  ! 
Open  my  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  see  thy  wonders  there. 

2  My  flesh,  by  thy  creating  hands, 

Is  form'd  with  care  and  skill ; 
O  make  me  learn  thy  just  commands, 
That  I  may  them  fulfil. 

3  Since  I'm  a  stranger  here  below, 

Be  thou  my  constant  guide  ; 


178 


PSALM  119. 


Direct  the  way  my  feet  shall  go, 
Nor  let  me  turn  aside. 

4  If  thou  to  me  thy  statutes  shew, 

And  heavenly  truth  impart ; 
Thy  work  forever  I'll  pursue, 
Thy  law  shall  rule  my  heart. 

5  From  those  vain  objects  turn  my  sight, 

Which  this  false  world  displays  ; 
But  give  me  heavenly  power  and  light, 
To  tread  thy  righteous  ways. 

Tate  and  Watts. 

Psalm  CXIX.    10th  Part.    C.  M.  fc> 

Breathing  after  Holiness. 

1  O  THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways, 

To  keep  his  statutes  still ; 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will. 

2  Send  thy  good  Spirit,  Lord,  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart, 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes, 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 
£  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray, 
My  feet  too  often  slide ; 
O  bring  me  back  to  virtue's  way, 
And  be  thy  truth  my  guide. 


PSALM  119.  179 


6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 
'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands 
Offend  against  my  God. 


Watts. 


Psalm  CXIX.   11th  Part.    CM.  b 

Holy  Resolutions. 
%  O  THAT  thy  statutes  every  hour 
Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quickening  power, 
And  daily  comfort  find. 

2  Thy  word  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

To  keep  me  pure  within  ; 
And  be  an  everlasting  guard 
From  every  rising  sin. 

3  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ ; 
My  soul  shall  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 

4  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 

If  thou  my  heart  discharge 
From  sin's  deceit  and  folly's  bands, 
And  set  my  feet  at  large. 

5  My  lips  with  courage  shall  declare 

Thy  statutes  and  thy  name  ; 
I'll  speak  thy  word,  though  tyrants  hear^ 
Nor  yield  to  sinful  shame. 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race, 

Whose  hands  and  hearts  are  ill ; 
I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 
And  must  obev  his  will. 

Watts, 


180 


PSALM  119- 


Psalm  CXIX.    12th  Part.    C.  M.  b 

The  Benefit  of  Afflictions. 

1  CONSIDER  all  my  sorrows,  Lord, 

And  thy  deliverance  send  ; 
My  soul  for  thy  salvation  waits, 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ! 

2  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod  ; 
Afflictions  make  me  learn  the  law, 
And  reverence  my  God. 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy, 

When  new  distress  begins ; 
I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  ways, 
And  hate  my  former  sins. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight, 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 
My  soul,  oppress'd  with  sorrow's  weight, 
Had  sunk  among  the  dead. 

5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 

Though  they  may  seem  severe  ; 
In  all  the  sufferings  I  endure, 
Thy  grace  and  love  appear. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chastening  rod, 

My  feet  were  apt  to  stray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXIX.  13th  Part.    C.  M.  b 

Prayer  for  quickening  Grace. 

I  MY  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust. 
Lord,  give  me  life  divine  5 


PSALM  119. 


181 


From  vain  desires,  and  every  lust, 
Turn  off  these  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 

To  speed  me  in  my  way ; 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

3  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  down, 
I  need  thy  quickening  powers ; 

Thy  word  that  I  have  rested  on^ 
Shall  help  my  heaviest  hours. 

4  Are  not  thy  mercies  sovereign  still  I 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal, 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 

5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love  ? 

And  long  to  see  thy  lace  ? 
And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move, 
Without  enlivening  grace  ! 

6  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 

When  I  have  felt  its  quickening  power, 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

Watts. 


Psalm  GXIX.    14th  Part.    L.  M.  b 

Afflictions  Sanctified. 

1  FATHER,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand  ; 
How  kind  was  thy  chastising  rod  I 
That  forc'd  my  conscience  to  a  stand, 
And  brought  my  wandering  soul  to  God  ! 

2  Foolish  and  vain,  I  went  astray, 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  scourges,  Lord  ; 


182 


PSALM  120. 


I  left  my  guide,  and  lost  my  way  ; 
But  now  I  iove  and  keep  thy  word. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 
For  pride  is  apt  to  rise  and  swell  ; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  stroke, 
That  I  may  learn  his  statutes  well. 

4  The  law  that  issues  from  thy  mouth, 
Shall  raise  my  cheerful  passions  more 
Than  all  the  treasures  of  the  south, 
Or  western  hills  of  golden  ore. 

5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 
Thy  Spirit  form'd  my  soul  within  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  holy  name, 

And  guard  me  safe  from  every  sin. 

6  Then  those  who  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
In  my  salvation  shall  rejoice  ; 

For  I  have  trusted  in  thy  word, 
And  make  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXX.    Common  Metre.  fo 
Complaint  against  Enemies. 

1  THOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest, 

Pity  my  suffering  state  ; 
When  wilt  thou  set  my  soul  at  rest 
From  men  who  love  deceit  ? 

2  Ah,  woe  is  me,  to  have  my  seat 

Among  the  sons  of  strife  ; 
Perpetual  insult  doom'd  to  meet, 
From  men  of  restless  life. 

3  O  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 

I'd  rather  choose  to  roam 
In  some  wide,  lonesome  wilderness, 
To  find  a  silent  home. 


PSALM  121. 


183 


4  Peace  is  the  blessing  that  I  seek, 

And  friendly  terms  prepare  ; 
But  when  to  them  of  peace  I  speak, 
They  all  for  war  declare, 

5  New  passions  still  their  souls  engage,, 
And  keep  their  malice  strong  ; 

What  shall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  provoking  tongue  ! 
€  Should  deadly  arrows  strike  thee  through, 
Strict  justice  would  approve  ; 
But  I  had  rather  spare  my  foe, 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

Watts  and  Merrick. 


Psalm  CXXI.   Common  Metre.        or  (5 

Divine  Preservation. 

1  FROM  Zion's  hill,  my  help  descends  ; 

To  God  I  lift  mine  eyes  ; 
My  strength  alone  on  him  depends, 
Who  built  the  earth  and  skies. 

2  He,  ever  watchful,  ever  nigh, 

Forbids  my  feet  to  slide  ; 
No  sleep  nor  slumber  seals  the  eye 
Of  Israel's  faithful  Guide. 

3  He  will  sustain  my  feeble  powers 

With  his  almighty  arm  ; 
And  watch  my  most  unguarded  hours 
Against  all  fatal  harm. 

4  Then  let  my  soul  securely  rest, 

My  gua  dian  is  the  Lord  ; 
His  power  which  makes  my  slumbers  biest9 
Protection  will  afford. 


184 


PSALM  121. 


5  Nor  scorching  sun,  nor  sickly  moon, 

Will  he  permit  to  smite ; 
He  shields  my  head  from  burning  noon, 
From  noxious  damps  by  night. 

6  At  home,  abroad,  in  peace,  in  war, 

God  will  my  life  defend ; 
Conduct  me  free  from  every  snare, 
Safe  to  my  journey's  end. 

Tate,  Watts  and  Merrick. 

Psalm  CXXI.    Hallelujah  Metre,  m  or  b 
Divine  Preservation. 

1  TO  God  I  lift  my  eyes, 
From  whom  is  all  my  aid : 
The  God  who  built  the  skies, 
And  earth's  foundation  laid. 

God  is  the  tower 
To  which  I  fly  ; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  every  hour, 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  snares  ; 
Since  God,  my  heavenly  guide. 
Will  dissipate  my  fears. 

Those  wakeful  eyes 
Which  never  sleep, 
Shall  Israel  keep, 
When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heat  by  day, 
Nor  blast  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there. 


PSALM  122* 


135 


Thou  art  my  light 
And  thou  my  shade, 
To  guard  my  head, 
By  day  or  night. 

4  Hast  thou  not  promis'd,  Lord, 
To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trust  thy  word, 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath. 

I'll  go  and  come, 

Nor  fear  to  die, 

Till  from  on  high 

Thou  call  me  home. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXXII.    Common  Metre.  ^ 
For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  BEHOLD  the  rising  dawn  appear, 

Which  calls  our  willing  feet 
To  tread  thy  courts,  O  God,  and  here 
Our  solemn  praise  repeat. 

2  Fair  Zion's  gates  are  our  delight ; 

Within  her  walls  we  stand  ; 
And  all  her  happy  sons  unite 
In  friendship's  sacred  band. 

3  We  love  the  place  where  Zion's  Lord. 

Is  pleas'd  to  shew  his  face  ; 
Here  he  proclaims  his  holy  word, 
And  here  accepts  our  praise. 

4  With  reverend  awe  and  godly  fear, 

We  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  the  fervent  prayer  wilt  hear^ 
Through  thy  beloved  Son. 
16* 


186 


PSALM  122. 


5  Peace  be  within  this  haiiow'd  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest  ; 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace, 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 

6  Our  souls  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or-  breath  remains ; 
For  here  our  friends  and  brethren  dwell, 
And  here  our  Saviour  reigns. 

Watts  and  Merrick,  tmited  and  varied. 

Psalm  CXXII.  Particular  Metre. 
The  Pleasure  of  Publick  Worship. 

1  HOW  does  my  heart  rejoice, 
To  hear  the  publick  voice, 

<£  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day  !" 

Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 

We'll  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay, 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place  I 
Adorn'd  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  enclose  thee  round  5 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  Here  David's  holy  Son, 
Hath  plac'd  his  royal  throne, 

He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  here  ; 

He  bids  the  saints  be  glad, 

He  makes  the  wicked  sad  ; 
But  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest ; 


PSALM  123. 


J87 


The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 
And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest ! 

5      My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
"  Peace  to  this  sacred  house," 
For  here  my  friends  and  brethren  dwell ; 
And  since  my  glorious  God 
Makes  thee  his  blest  abode, 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 

Watts. 


Psalm  CXXIII.    Common  Metre.  fc> 
Pleading  with  Submission. 

1  O  THOU,  whose  grace  and  justice  reign, 

Enthron'd  above  the  sky  ; 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eye. 

2  As  servants  watch  their  master's  hand, 

And  dread  the  stern  rebuke  ; 
Or  maids  before  their  mistress  stand, 
And  wait  the  peaceful  look  : 

3  So  for  our  sins  we  justly  feel 

Thy  righteous  hand,  O  God ; 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  still, 
Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Those  who  in  ease  and  pleasure  live, 

Our  daily  groans  deride  ; 
And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
Fresh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Our  foes  insult  us,  but  our  hope 

In  thy  compassion  lies  ; 
This  thought  shall  bear  our  spirits  up, 
That  God  will  not  despise. 

Watts. 


188 


PSALM  124,  125. 


Psalm  CXXIV.    Long  Metre.  m 
Deliverance  from  Enemies. 

1  HAD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say. 
Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  side, 
When  men,  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Rose  like  the  swelling  of  the  tide  ; 

2  The  swelling  tide  had  stopped  our  breath, 
So  fiercely  did  the  billows  roll  ; 

We  had  been  swallow'd  deep  in  death  ; 
The  waters  had  o'erwhelm'd  our  soul. 

3  We  leap  for  joy,  we  shout  and  sing, 
Who  just  escap'd  the  fatal  stroke  j 
So  flies  the  bird  with  lively  wing, 
When  once  the  fowler's  snare  is  br*ke. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord,  / 
Who  broke  the  fowler's  deadly  snare  ; 
Who  sav'd  us  from  the  threat'ning  sword, 
And  made  our  lives  his  watchful  care. 

5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  earth  and  built  the  skies  ; 
Who  still  upholds  all  nature's  frame, 
And  guards  his  church  with  wakeful  eyes. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXXV.    Common  Metre.   ^  or  b 
Trial  and  Safety. 

1  UNSHAKEN  as  the  sacred  hill, 

And  firm  as  mountains  be, 
When  tempests  rise,  the  soul  shall  stand 
That  trusts,  O  Lord,  in  thee. 

2  As  lofty  mountains  stood  to  guard 

Fair  Salem's  happy  ground  ; 
So  God's  almighty  power  and  love 
Enclose  his  church  around. 


PSALM  126. 


189 


3  Though  he  permit  the  tyrant's  rod 

T5  inflict  a  chast'ning  stroke  ; 
Yet,  lest  it  wound  the  soul  too  deep, 
Its  fury  shall  be  broke. 

4  The  Lord  will  gently  deal  with  those, 

Whose  filial  love  and  fear, 
Whose  faith,  and  hope,  and  every  grace, 
Proclaim  their  hearts  sincere. 

Watts,  varied. 

Psalm  CXXVI.    Common  Metre,  m 
Remarkable  Deliverance. 

1  WHEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
And  chang'd  our  mournful  state, 

Our  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  work  appear'd  so  great. 

2  "  Great  is  the  work,"  our  brethren  cried. 

And  own'd  the  power  divine  ; 
"  Great  is  the  work,"  our  souls  replied, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

3  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

4  Let  those  who  sow  in  sadness,  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come  ; 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great? 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

5  The  seed,  though  buried  long  in  dust, 

Will  not  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  cannot  be  lost, 
For  grace  ensures  the  crop, 

Watts, 


190 


PSALM  127,  128. 


Psalm  CXXVII.  Common  Metre.  or 
Success  and  Prosperity  from  God. 

1  IF  God,  to  build  the  house  deny, 

The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
Cities  without  his  watchful  eye 
An  useless  guard  maintain. 

2  In  vain  we  rise  before  the  day, 

And  late  to  rest  repair  ; 
Allow  no  respite  to  our  toil, 
And  eat  the  bread  of  care. 

3  But  if  we  trust  our  Father's  love, 

And  in  his  ways  delight ; 
He'll  give  us  needful  food  by  day, 
And  quiet  sleep  by  night. 

4  Then  children,  relatives,  and  friends 

Shall  real  blessings  prove  ; 
And  all  the  earthly  joys  he  sends 
Be  crown'd  with  heavenly  love. 

Tate  and  Watts,  with  Addition. 

p"  ~ 

Psalm  CXXVIIL    Long  Metre.  ^ 
Family  Duties  and  Blessings. 

1  BLEST  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
And  walks  by  his  unerring  word  ; 
Comfort  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  God  will  ever  prove  his  friend. 

2  To  him  who  condescends  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell, 
Be  our  dome  stick  altars  rais'd, 
And  daily  let  his  name  be  prais'd. 

3  To  him  may  each  assembled  house 
Present  their  night  and  morning  vows ; 


PSALM  129. 


191 


Their  servants  and  their  rising  race 
Be  taught  his  precepts  and  his  grace. 

4  Then  shall  the  charms  of  wedded  love 
Still  more  delightful  blessings  prove  ; 
And  parents'  hearts  shall  overflow 
With  joys  that  parents  only  know. 

5  When  nature  droops,  our  aged  eyes 
Shall  see  our  children's  children  rise  ; 
Till  pleas'd  and  thankful  we  remove, 
And  join  the  family  above. 

Doddridge  and  Merrick,  united  and  varied. 

Psalm  CXXIX.    Long  Metre.        or  b 
(A  new  version.) 

The  Counsels  of  Enemies  disappointed. 

1  HOW  often  have  our  restless  foes 
Their  arts  employ'd  to  vex  our  land  ! 
But  God  did  kindly  interpose  ; 

His  power  hath  made  our  feet  to  stand. 

2  By  subtil  wilQs  as  dark  as  night, 
Their  malice  lay  awhile  conceal'd  ; 
But  soon  the  mischief  sprang  to  light, 
And  all  their  projects  stood  reveal'd. 

3  With  pride  and  power  and  lifted  hand, 
They  dealt  their  vengeful  blows  around; 
Our  backs  were  like  the  furrow'd  land, 
When  ploughmen  break  the  stubborn  ground, 

4  But  secret  arts,  and  open  force 
Have  never  mov'd  our  steadfast  feet ; 
I  lis  justice  still  maintains  its  course, 
And  he  will  all  their  plots  defeat. 

5  Like  wither'd  grass  their  hopes  shall  fade, 
Nor  God  nor  man  their  counsels  bless  ; 


192 


PSALM  ISO. 


No  friendly  hand  shall  lend  them  aid, 
No  tongue  shall  wish  them  good  success. 

Psalm  CXXX.    Common  Mefre.  5 
Repentance  and  Pardon. 

1  LORD,  shouldst  thou  call  us  to  thy  bar, 

Should  thine  impartial  hand 
Avenge  our  sins  against  thy  law, 
What  mortal  flesh  could  stand  ! 

2  But  sovereign  mercy  dwells  with  thee, 

Hope  dawns  amidst  our  fears  ; 
Divine  forgiveness,  large  and  free, 
Shall  wipe  our  flowing  tears. 

3  On  thee  alone  our  souls  would  wait, 

And  in  thy  word  would  stay ; 
Thy  promises  can  light  create, 
And  turn  our  night  to  day. 

4  Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  skies, 
Watch  the  first  beams  of  breaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes  : 

5  So  wait  our  souls  to  see  thy  grace, 

And  more  intent  than  they, 
Meet  the  first  openings  of  thy  face, 
And  find  a  brighter  day. 

6  Let  contrite  sinners  on  the  Lord, 

With  humble  hope,  recline  ; 
Justice  and  mercy,  in  his  word, 
Harmoniously  combine. 

7  Unnumber'd  though  our  sins  appear, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  pain  ; 
Thy  boundless  love  dispels  our  fear, 
And  cleanses  every  stain. 

Watts  and  Steele*. 


PSALM  130,  131. 


19S 


Psalm  CXXX.    Long  Metre.  b 
Pardoning  Grace. 

1  FROM  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts? 
To  thee,  my  God,  I  raise  my  cry ; 

If  thou  severely  mark  our  faults, 

What  flesh  could  stand  before  thine  eye  t 

2  But  thou  hast  set  thy  throne  of  grace 
Free  to  dispense  thy  pardons  there ; 
That  sinners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
And  long  and  wish  for  breaking  day  ; 
So  waits  my  soul  before  thy  gate  ; 
When  will  my  God  his  face  display  ? 

4  My  trust  is  fix'd  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain  ; 
Let  mourning  souls  address  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

5  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  ; 
He  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 

Watts. 


Psalm  CXXXI.    Common  Metre.  fe> 
Humility  and  Contentment. 

1  IS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 

Search,  gracious  God,  and  see ; 
Or,  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  Drive  from  the  confines  of  my  heart 

All  discontent  and  pride  j 
If 


194 


PSALM  132. 


Nor  let  me,  in  erroneous  paths, 
With  thoughtless  sinners  glide. 

3  Whate'er  thine  all  discerning  eye 

Sees  for  thy  creature  fit, 
I'll  bless  the  good,  and  to  the  ill 
Contentedly  submit. 

4  With  humble  pleasure  let  me  view 

The  prosperous  and  the  great ; 
Malignant  envy  let  me  fly. 
And  odious  self-conceit. 

5  Let  not  despair  nor  fell  revenge 

Be  to  my  bosom  known  ; 
O  give  me  tears  for  others'  woe, 
And  patience  for  my  own. 

6  Feed  me  with  necessary  food, 

I  ask  not  wealth  or  fame  ; 
But  give  me  eyes  to  view  thy  works, 
And  sense  to  praise  thy  name. 

7  May  my  still  days  obscurely  pass, 

Without  remorse  or  care  ; 
And  let  me  for  the  parting  hour 
Incessantly  prepare. 

B.  William's  Collection. 

Psalm  CXXXII.     Common  Metre. 
The  Jewish  and  Christian  Churches  compared, 

1  THE  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name, 
His  ark  was  settled  there  ; 
To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came 
To  worship  thrice  a  year. 

3  Thither  from  Canaan's  utmost  ends, 
The  favour'd  tribes  resort ; 
And  God  his  sure  protection  lends, 
While  tfiey  approach  his  court. 


PSALM  I  S3. 


195 


-3  But  we  have  no  such  lengths  to  go, 
Nor  such  a  tedious  road  ; 
Where'er  thy  saints  assemble  now, 
There  is  a  house  of  God. 

4  Arise,  O  King  of  grace,  arise, 

And  enter  to  thy  rest; 
Lo,  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes. 
Thus  to  be  own'd  and  blest. 

5  Enter,  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows, 

Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread ; 
Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

Watts,  varied. 


Psalm  CXXXIII.    Short  Metre.  & 

Brotherly  Love, 

1  BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one ; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run  ! 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house, 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  saints  are  blest  above ; 
Where  peace  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

Watts. 


196 


PSALM  134,  1S5. 


Psalm  CXXXIV.    Lorig  Metre,  m 
Daily  and  nightly  Devotion. 

1  YE  servants  of  tU'  eternal  King, 
Your  grateful  hymns  in  triumph  sing  ; 
Ye  who  attend  his  courts  by  day, 
And  in  the  night  your  homage  pay. 

2  Behold  the  sun,  obedient  still 
To  execute  his  Maker's  will ! 
The  silver  moon  and  planets  roll 
In  silence  round  the  glowing  pole. 

3  As  they  dispense  their  steady  rays, 
Like  them,  be  constant  in  his  praise  % 
Like  them,  harmoniously  join 

To  celebrate  the  hand  divine. 

4  And  may  that  God  whose  power  has  made 
This  earth,  and  heaven's  wide  arch  display'd, 
From  sacred  Zion  bid  you  prove 

The  blessings  of  his  boundless  love. 

Partly  from  Merrick. 


Psalm  CXXXV.    C.  M.  m 

Praise  to  the  true  and  living  God. 

1  AWAKE,  ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King  ; 

Your  noblest  passions  raise  ; 
The  pious  pleasure,  while  you  sing, 
Increasing  with  the  praise. 

2  G  reat  is  the  Lord,  and  works  of  might 

His  majesty  declare  ; 
But  still  his  saints  are  near  his  sight, 
And  find  a  parent's  care. 

3  Heaven,  earth  and  sea  confess  his  hand  ; 

He  bids  the  vapours  rise ; 


PSALM  13S. 


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Lightning  and  storm,  at  his  command, 
Sweep  through  the  vaulted  skies. 

4  All  power  that  kings  or  gods  have  claim'd, 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 
But  heathen  gods  should  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

5  Which  of  the  stocks  or  stones  they  trust 

Can  give  them  showers  of  ram  ? 
In  vain  they  pray  to  glittering  dust, 
And  worship  goid  in  vain. 

6  But  ye  who  know  the  living  God, 

Serve  him  with  holy  fear ; 
He  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 
And  claims  your  homage  here. 

Watts,  varied. 


Psalm  CXXXVI.    Long'  Metre.  & 
Creation,  Providence,  and  Grace. 

1  GIVE  to  our  God  immortal  praise, 
Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways ; 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song, 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown ; 
His  mercies  never  shall  decay, 
Though  lords  and  kings  shall  pass  away, 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fix'd  the  starry  lights  on  high : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

4  He  gives  the  sun  his  cheering  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night ; 

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PSALM  136. 


His  mercies  never  shall  decay, 

Though  suns  and  moons  shall  pass  away. 

5  He  sent  his  Son  with  power  to  save, 
From  sin  and  darkness  and  the  grave ; 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong ;  ' 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

6  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat : 

His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more. 

Watts. 

r"~PsALM  CXXXVL    Hallelujah  Metre,  m 
1  TO  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 
Your  joyful  thanks  repeat ; 
To  him  due  praise  afford^ 
As  good  as  he  is  great. 
For  God  does  prove 
Our  constant  friend  ; 
His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 

2.  To  him,  whose  wondrous  power, 
All  other  gods  obey  ; 
Whom  earthly  kings  adore, 
This  grateful  homage  pay. 

For  God  will  prove 

Our  constant  friend  5 

His  boundless  love 

Shall  never  end. 

3  By  his  Almighty  hand 
Stupendous  works  are  wrought  5 
The  heavens  by  his  command 
Were  to  perfection  brought. 

This  God  will  prove 

Our  constant  friend ; 


PSALM  136. 


His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 

4  Through  heaven  he  doth  display 
The  radiant  orbs  of  light ; 

The  sun  to  rule  by  day, 
The  moon  and  stars  by  night. 

This  God  will  prove 

Our  constant  friend  ; 

His  boundless  love 

Shall  never  end. 

5  He  spread  the  ocean  round 
About  the  spacious  land  ; 
And  made  the  solid  ground 
Above  the  waters  stand. 

This  God  will  prove 
Our  constant  friend ; 
His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 

6  He  doth  the  food  supply, 
On  which  all  creatures  live  ; 
To  God,  who  reigns  on  high, 
Eternal  praises  give. 

This  God  will  prove 
Our  constant  friend  ; 
His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 

Tate, 

Psalm  CXXXVI.   All  Sevens  Metre.  W 
The  Perfections  and  Providence  of  God. 
1  LIFT  your  voice,  and  thankful  sing 
Praises  to  your  heavenly  King  ; 
For  his  blessings  far  extend, 
And  his  mercy  knows  no  end. 


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PSALM  137. 


2  Be  the  Lord  your  only  theme  ; 
Who  of  gods  is  God  supreme  ; 
He  to  whom  all  lords  beside 
Bow  the  knee,  their  faces  hide. 

3  Who  asserts  his  just  command, 
By  the  wonders  of  his  hand  ; 

He  whose  wisdom,  thron'd  on  high. 
Built  the  mansions  of  the  sky. 

4  He  who  bade  the  watry  deep 
In  appointed  bounds  to  keep, 
And  the  stars  that  gild  the  pole 
Through  unmeasur'd  ether  roll. 

5  Thee,  O  sun,  whose  powerful  ray 
Rules^the  empire  of  the  day  ; 

You,  O  moon  and  stars,  whose  light 
Cheers  the  darkness  of  the  night. 

6  He  with  food  sustains,  O  earth, 

All  which  claim  from  thee  their  birth  ; 
For  his  blessings  wide  extend, 
And  his  mercy  knows  no  end. 

Merrick. 


Psalm  CXXXVII.    Com.  Metre,  b 
(A  new  version.) 

Captivity. 

1  FAR  from  our  friends  and  country  clear, 

In  hostile  lands  we  moan  ; 
No  tender  hand  to  wipe  the  tear, 
Which  flows  with  every  groan  ! 

2  Our  foes  insulting  mock  our  grief, 

And  sport  with  our  complaints  ; 
No  mercy  prompts  to  give  relief, 
Though  languid  misery  faints. 


PSALM  138.   201 

3  In  retrospective  scenes  employ'd, 

We  think  on  former  days  ; 
When  peaceful  Sabbaths  we  enjoy'd, 
And  all  our  work  was  praise. 

4  But  now,  of  liberty  depriv'd, 

In  solitude  confin'd, 
In  vain  we  seek  the  word  of  life, 
To  feed  the  starving  mind. 

5  To  thee,  O  Lord,  we  lift  our  eye, 
To  thee,  our  cause  commend ; 

Thou  hear'st  the  mourning  pris'ner's  sigh ; 
Thou  art  the  sufferer's  friend. 

6  We  seek  no  vengeance  on  our  foes, 
But  put  our  trust  in  thee  ; 

O  let  thy  mercy  interpose, 
And  set  thy  captives  free. 

Psalm  CXXXVIII.    Common  Metre.  % 
A  Sons:  of  Praise. 

1  TO  thee,  my  God,  my  heart  shall  bring 

The  lively  grateful  song  ; 
Attending  crowds  shall  hear  me  sing, 
With  rapture  on  my  tongue. 

2  Amidst  the  glories  of  thy  name, 

Thy  truth  exalted  shines  ; 
A  faithful  God,  thy  words  proclaim 
In  everlasting  lines. 

3  Th'  Eternal  Gpd  looks  kindly  down 

On  pious  humble  souls  ; 
But  from  afar  his  piercing  frown 
The  sons  of  pride  controls. 

4  Thou,  Lord,  wilt  all  my  hopes  fulfil? 

To  thee  the  work  belongs  ; 


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PSALM  138. 


Let  endless  mercy  guide  me  still, 
And  tune  my  grateful  songs. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Psalm  CXXXVIII.    L.  M.  % 

Restoring  and  preserving  Mercy, 

1  WITH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue, 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song ; 
While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  skies. 

2  Pll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  all  thy  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show, 

3  The  God  of  heaven  maintains  his  state, 
Frowns,  on  the  impious,  proud  and  great ; 
But  from  his  throne  descends  to  see 
The  sons  of  humble  poverty. 

4  Amidst  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

5  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins5 
To  save  from  sorrows  or  from  sins  ; 
The  work  which  wisdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXXXVIII.   v.  3,  5.   S.  M,  m 

Spiritual  Strength  and  Joy. 

I  MY  soul,  review  the  time, 
In  which  my  God  I  sought ; 
I  cried  aloud  for  aid  divine, 
And  aid  divine  he  brought 


PSALM   139.  ^05 


Through  all  my  fainting  heart, 

His  secret  vigour  spread  ; 
To  me  his  strength  he  did  impart, 

And  rais'd  my  drooping  head. 

Then  will  I  raise  my  voice, 

And  form  a  cheerful  song  ; 
With  all  the  saints  I  will  rejoice, 

Who  to  his  courts  belong. 

With  them,  the  path  I'll  trace, 

Which  leads  to  his  abode  ; 
And  join  to  sing  redeeming  grace. 

Along  the  joyful  road. 

Here,  flowers  of  paradise 

In  rich  profusion  spring  ; 
There,  Zion's  lofty  towers  arise, 

The  seat  of  Zion's  King. 

Within  those  sacred  walls, 

I  shall  be  ever  blest ; 
I'll  follow  where  my  Father  calls, 

And  seek  his  heav'nly  rest. 

Altered  from  Doddridge. 


Psalm  CXXXIX.  First  Part.  C.  M.  &  or  b 

The  universal  Presence  of  God. 

1  IN  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest ; 
My  publick  walks,  my  private  ways. 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they're  lorm'd  within  ; 


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PSALM  139. 


And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  stifl, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secur'd  by  sovereign  love. 

Watts. 


Psalm  CXXXIX.  Sec.  Part.  C.  M.  b 

The  all-seeing  Eye  of  God. 

1  LORD,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire, 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  ire  ; 
In  heaven  thy  glorious  throne. 

2  Should  I  suppress  my  vital  breath, 

T3  escape  the  wrath  divine  ; 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death, 
And  make  the  grave  resign. 

3  If,  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning  light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  west, 
Thy  hand,  which  must  support  my  flight, 
Would  soon  betray  my  rest. 

4  If  o'er  my  sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night, 
Those  flaming  eyes  which  guard  thy  law 
Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 

5  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour 

Are  both  alike  to  thee  ; 


PSALM  139. 


205 


O  may  I  ne'er  distrust  that  power 
From  which  I  cannot  flee. 

Watts. 


Psalm  CXXXIX.  3d  Part.    CM.  m  or 

God  the  Author  of  our  Being1. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  whose  bounteous  care 

First  gave  me  power  to  move  ; 
How  shall  my  greatful  heart  declare 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  ? 

2  Thee  will  I  honour,  for  I  stand 

The  product  of  thy  skill  ; 
The  wonders  of  thy  forming  hand 
My  admiration  fill. 

3  Whilst  void  of  thought  and  sense,  I  lay, 

Dust  of  my  parent  earth  ; 
Thy  breath  inform'd  the  sleeping  clay, 
And  call'd  me  into  birth. 

4  From  thee,  before  my  breath  begun, 

My  limbs  their  fashion  took  ; 
And  in  continuance,  every  one 
Was  written  in  thy  book. 

5  Thine  eye  beheld  in  perfect  view, 

The  yet  unfinish'd  plan  ; 
Th'  imperfect  lines  thy  pencil  drew, 
And  form'd  the  future  man. 

6  O  may  this  animated  frame, 
This  work  of  matchless  skill, 

Be  ail  devoted  to  thy  name, 
And  love  to  do  thy  will. 

B.  Williams's  Collection,  varfed. 
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206 


PSALM  139. 


Psalm  CXXXIX.    4th  Part.    C.  M. 

Praise  for  temporal  and  spiritual  Mercies. 

1  ALMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord, 

Kind,  guardian  of  my  days  ; 
My  heart  thy  mercies  would  record, 
In  grateful  songs  of  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame, 

Was  thy  indulgent  care  ; 
Before  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  my  infant  prayer. 

3  When  reason  with  my  stature  grew, 

How  faint  her  brightest  ray  ! 
How  little  of  my  God  I  knew  ! 
How  apt  from  thee  to  stray  ! 

4  When  life  hung  trembling  on  a  breath, 

'Twas  thine  almighty  love 
That  sav'd  me  from  impending  death. 
And  bade  my  fears  remove. 

5  How  many  blessings  round  me  shone, 

Where'er  I  turn'd  rny  eye  i 
How  many  past  almost  unknown, 
Or  unregarded,  by  ! 

6  Each  rolling  year  new  favours  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 
But  ah  I  in  vain  my  labouring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

7  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  every  weakness  dies  ; 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 


PSALM  139. 


207 


$  Then  shall  my  joyful  powers  unite, 
In  more  exalted  lays ; 
And  join  the  happy  sons  of  light, 
In  everlasting  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Psalm  CXXXIX.  5th  P.  Long  Metre.  ^  cr  b 
The  Formation  of  Body  and  Soul. 

1  THOU  God,  by  whose  command  I  live, 
The  tribute  of  my  praise  receive  ; 

To  thee,  O  Lord,  my  life  I  owe, 
And  all  my  joys  from  thee  do  flow, 

2  Not  many  suns  have  form'd  the  year, 
And  roll'd  their  courses  round  the  spheret 
Since  thou  my  shapeless  dust  survey'd, 

In  undistinguish'd  matter  laid. 

3  Thy  plastick  hand  my  clay  refin'd, 
Its  particles  in  order  join'd  ; 

And,  to  complete  the  wondrous  whole, 
Did  stamp  thine  image  on  my  soul. 

4  A  soul  susceptible  of  joy, 

Which  length  of  time  cannot  destroy  ; 
Though  nature  claims  my  vital  breath, 
It  bids  defiance  still  to  death. 

5  To  realms  of  bliss  that  soul  will  soar, 
When  earth  and  skies  shall  be  no  more  ; 
And  there,  in  more  exalted  lays, 

Shall  sing  my  great  Creator's  praise. 

Mrs.  Carter,  varied. 

Psalm  CXXXIX.  5th  Part.    C.  M.  %  or  b 

To  the  Searcher  of  Hearts. 

t  LORD,  should  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 
How  vast  the  numbers  rise  ! 


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PSALM  140. 


Beyond  the  sands  that  spread  the  shore, 
Or  stars  that  gild  the  skies. 

2  Whene'er  I  close  my  eyes  to  sleep, 

These  thoughts  shall  sooth  my  rest  ; 
And  when  I  wake,  they  still  shall  keep 
Their  place  within  my  breast. 

3  Before  thine  all  pervading  eyes 

I  would  my  soul  display  ; 
I  scorn  to  use  the  least  disguise, 
But  ask  thy  strict  survey. 

4  Does  my  fond  heart  some  favourite  sia 

Within  itself  conceal  ! 
O  may  a  beam  of  light  divine 
The  hidden  guilt  reveal. 

5  If  in  the  paths  of  dark  deceit 

My  soul  hath  gone  astray ; 
O  turn  and  guide  my  wandering  feet 
In  thy  celestial  way. 

Partly  from  Doddridge, 

Psalm  CXL.  Long  Metre.  b 
Deliverance  from  Enemies. 

1  GREAT  God,  our  haughty  foes  repel  ; 
Their  rage  by  power  superior  quell ; 
Save  us  from  their  vindictive  tongue, 
And  guard  us  from  the  hand  of  wrong. 

2  The  tongue,  by  wisdom  unsubdued, 
From  bliss  its  owner  shall  exclude  ; 
Destruction  follows  fast  behind 
The  feet  to  wickedness  inclin'd. 

3  Our  heart  has  known  thee,  Lord,  prepaid 
The  helpless  and  the  poor  to  guard  ; 


PSALM  HI,  142. 


209 


To  save  them  from  oppression's  jaws, 
And  vindicate  the  injur'd  cause. 

4  The  soul,  subjected  to  thy  fears, 
With  gratitude  thy  voice  shall  hear  ; 
Shall  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command, 
Aoid  in  thy  sight  accepted  stand. 

Merrick. 


Psalm  CXLI.     Long  Metre.         or  b 

Watchfulness  and  brotherly  Reproof. 

1  LORD,  when  I  call,  make  haste  to  hear. 
And  to  my  voice  incline  thine  ear  ; 

So  shall  my  prayer  like  incense  rise, 
My  lifted  hands  like  sacrifice. 

2  O  set  upon  my  lips  a  guard, 

And  let  my  tongue  be  doubly  barr'd  ; 
Let  not  my  heart  to  vice  incline, 
Nor  let  my  hand  in  mischief  join. 

3  If  e'er  from  wisdom's  path  I  stray, 
And  walk  in  sin's  delusive  way, 
Let  virtue's  friends,  severely  kind, 
Reprove  the  errors  of  my  mind. 

4  Their  faithful  words,  like  ointment  shed, 
Shall  never  bruise,  but  heal  my  head  ; 
And  when  I  find  them  press'd  with  grief* 
I'll  pray  to  heaven  for  their  relief. 

Watts,  Merrick,  and  Denham. 

Psalm  CXLII.     Long  Metre.  b 
Deliveiauce  from  Trouble  and  Sorrow. 
I  TO  thee,  great  God,  I  will  disclose, 
In  sad  recital,  all  my  woes  j 
Because  thine  eyes,  with  steady  view, 
Through  sorrow's  gloom  my  steps  pursue. 
18* 


210 


PSALM  143. 


2  On  every  side  I  cast  mine  eye, 
But  found  no  friend  or  helper  nigh  ; 
No  lenient  tongue  my  grief  to  cheer, 
No  eye  to  drop  the  social  tear. 

5  Then,  mighty  God,  to  thee  I  cried, 
In  whom  I  can  my  hopes  confide  ; 
Be  thou  my  refuge  while  I  live, 
And  when  I  die,  my  soul  receive, 

4  Do  thou  my  prison  doors  unbar, 
So  shall  my  tongue  thy  love  declare  ; 
And  righteous  men  with  me  shall  join 
To  celebrate  thy  power  divine. 

Watts  and  Merrick,  varied. 

Psalm  CXLIII.    Long  Metre.  5 

Complaint  and  Hope. 

1  HEAR,  O  my  God,  with  pity  hear, 
My  humble,  supplicating  moan  : 
In  mercy  answer  all  my  prayer, 

And  make  thy  truth  and  goodness  known* 

2  O  let  thy  mercy  still  be  nigh  ; 
Should  awful  justice  frown  severe, 
Before  the  terror  of  thine  eye, 
What  trembling  mortal  can  appear  ! 

3  I  call  to  mind  the  former  days  ; 
Thine  ancient  works  declare  thy  name, 
Thy  truth,  thy  goodness  and  thy  grace  ; 
And  these,  O  Lord,  are  still  the  same. 

4  To  thee  I  lift  my  suppliant  hands, 
To  thee  my  longing  soul  aspires  ; 
As  cheering  showers  to  thirsty  iands, 
Thy  grace  can  fill  these  strong  desires. 

5  Speak  to  my  heart  ;  the  gloomy  night 
Shall  vanish,  and  bright  morning  break  ; 


PSALM  144.  211 

 .  , —  ■■'  ■  1  1  ■    1        1  ■  ■     1      m  - 

In  thee  I  trust,  my  guide,  my  light, 
Teach  me  the  path  my  feet  should  take. 

6  Teach  me  to  do  thy  sacred  will ; 
Thou  art  my  God,  my  hope,  my  stay  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  lead  me  still, 
And  point  the  safe,  the  upright  way. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Psalm  CXLIV.    Long'  Metre,    b  or  m 

Divine  Protection,  Peace,  and  Plenty. 

1  DESCEND  from  heaven,  Almighty  Lord, 
And  earth  shall  tremble  at  thy  word  ; 
The  smoking  hills,  with  conscious  fear, 
Shall  own  their  sovereign  M#ker  near. 

2  Whilst  thy  keen  pointed  lightnings  fly 
Like  flaming  arrows  through  the  sky  ; 
Our  foes  dispersed  shall  rise  no  more, 
Nor  dare  the  terrors  of  thy  power. 

3  O  let  thy  potent  arm  control 

These  threat'ning  waves  that  round  us  roll  \ 

These  sons  of  vanity  that  rise, 

With  fraudful  hands  and  impious  lies. 

4  Then  shall  our  sons,  beneath  thy  care, 
CJrow  up  like  plants  erect  and  fair  ; 
Our  daughters  shall  like  pillars  rise, 
Where  splendid  buildings  charm  the  eyes. 

5  Then  plenty  shall  our  stores  increase, 
Plenty,  the  lovely  child  of  peace  ; 
The  flock  its  fleecy  wealth  shall  yield, 
And  pour  its  thousands  o'er  the  field. 

G  The  well  fed  ox  shall  then  afford 
His  cheerful  labours  to  his  lord  ; 
No  more  shall  sons  of  plunder  reign, 
Nor  sons  of  misery  complain. 


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7  O  happy  people  1  favour'd  state  I 
Whom  such  peculiar  blessings  wait ; 
Happy  !  who  on  the  Lord  depend, 
Their  help,  their  guardian,  and  their  friend, 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Psalm  CXLV.  First  Part.  CM  m 

The  Divine  Perfections  and  Providence. 

1  THEE  will  I  bless,  my  God  and  King, 

Thy  endless  praise  proclaim ; 
This  tribute  daily  will  I  bring, 
And  ever  bless  thy  name. 

2  Thou,  Lord,  art  infinitely  great, 

And  highly  to-  be  prais'd  ; 
Thy  majesty,  with  boundless  height, 
Above  our  knowledge  rais'd* 

3  Renown'd  for  mighty  acts,  thy  fame 

To  future  time  extends  ; 
From  age  to  age,  thy  glorious  name 
Successively  descends. 

4  The  fathers  to  the  listening  youth 

Shall  teach  thy  wondrous  ways ; 
Ages  to  come  proclaim  thy  truth, 
And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 

5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

Shall  through  the  world  be  known  ; 
Thine  arm  of  power,  thy  heavenly  state 
With  pubiick  splendour  shown. 

6  The  world  is  govern'd  by  thy  hands, 

Thy  saints  are  rul'd  by  love  ; 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  stands, 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

Tate  and  Watts. 


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Divine  Goodness. 

1  GREAT  is  the  Lord  !  our  souls  adore  ! 

We  wonder  while  we  praise  ; 
Thy  power,  what  creature  can  explore. 
Or  equal  honours  raise  ? 

2  Thy  name  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue* 

While  suns  shall  set  and  rise  ; 
And  tune  my  everlasting  song 
In  realms  beyond  the  skies, 

3  Thy  praise  shall  be  my  constant  theme, 

The  wonders  of  thy  power  ; 
1*11  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
And  bid  the  world  adore. 

4  But  sweetly  flowing  strains  shall  tell 

The  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  songs  of  grateful  joy  reveal 
Thy  spotless  righteousness. 

5  How  large  thy  tender  mercies  are  ! 

How  wide  thy  grace  extends  ! 
On  thy  beneficence  and  care 
The  universe  depends. 

6  To  thee,  O  Lord,  for  daily  meat, 

Thy  creatures  lift  their  eyes  ; 
On  thee,  their  common  Father,  wait* 
From  thee  receive  supplies. 
T  Thy  sovereign  bounty  freely  gives 
From  thine  exhaustless  store  ; 
And  universal  nature  lives 
On  thy  sustaining  power. 
8  Holy  and  just  in  all  its  ways, 
Is  Providence  divine  ; 


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In  all  thy  works,  immortal  rays 
Of  power  and  goodness  shine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Psalm  CXLV.  Third  Part.  C.  M.  % 

Divine  Power  and  Compassion. 

1  GREAT  God,  while  nature  speaks  thy  praise, 

With  all  her  numerous  tongues, 
Thy  saints  shall  tune  diviner  lays, 
And  love  inspire  their  songs. 

2  Thy  power  and  goodness  they  shall  sing, 

The  glories  of  thy  reign  ; 
Thy  wondrous  deeds,  Almighty  King, 
Shall  fill  the  raptur'd  strain. 

3  Thy  kingdom,  Lord,  for  ever  stands, 

While  earthly  thrones  decay  ; 
And  time  submits  to  thy  commands, 
While  ages  roll  away. 

4  He  that  invokes  the  God  of  grace, 

Shall  find  him  ever  near  ; 
To  all  who  humbly  seek  his  face 
He  lends  a  pitying  ear. 

5  He  knows  the  pain  his  servants  feel. 

He  hears  his  children  cry  ; 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil, 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

6  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere  ; 
He  saves  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  iear. 

7  His  praise,  a  most  delightful  theme, 

Shall  fill  my  heart  and  tongue  ; 
Let  all  creation  bless  his  name 
In  one  eternal  song. 

Watts  and  Steele. 


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Psalm  CXLVI.     Long  Metre.  ^ 
No  Trust  in  Man,  but  iu  God. 

1  THE  praises  of  my  God  and  King, 
While  I  have  life  and  breath  to  sing, 
Shall  fill  my  heart,  and  tune  my  tongue, 
Till  heaven  improve  the  blissful  song. 

2  No  more  in  princes  will  I  trust ; 
Vain  man,  thou  art  but  air  and  dust ! 
With  all  thy  pride,  and  all  thy  power, 
The  helpless  creature  of  an  hour  ! 

S  He  breathes,  he  thinks,  but  soon  he  dies  I 
No  more  the  potent  or  the  wise  ; 
The  scheme  his  morning  thoughts  begun 
Is  lost  before  the  setting  sun. 

4  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  divine 
On  nature's  guardian  God  recline; 
Who  can  with  sacred  transport  say, 
This  God  is  mine,  my  help,  my  stay. 

5  Heaven,  earth  and  sea  declare  his  name, 
He  built,  he  fill'd  their  spacious  frame  ; 
And  o'er  creation's  fairest  lines 

His  steadfast  truth  unchanging  shines. 

6  His  justice  looks  on  those  who  mourn 
Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  scorn  ; 
The  hungry  poor  his  hand  sustains, 

And  breaks  the  wretched  captive's  chains. 

7  If  weary  strangers  friendless  roam, 
Divine  protection  is  their  home  ; 
The  Lord  relieves  the  widow's  care, 
And  dries  the  helpless  orphan's  tear. 

8  The  Lord  shall  reign  for  ever  King, 
And  age  to  age  his  glory  sing  ; 
Thy  God,  O  happy  Zion,  reigns, 
Resound  his  praise  in  lofty  strains. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


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PSALM  146. 


Psalm  CXLVI.  Six  Line  Long  Metre. 
Praise  for  Divine  Goodness. 

1  I'LL  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust ; 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood  ; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour, 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 
S  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God,  who  made  the  sky, 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train ; 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure ; 
He  saves  th*  oppress'd,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

4  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind  ; 

He  sends  the  labouring  conscience  peace, 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

5  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well ; 
His  love  their  joyful  lips  shall  tell ; 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns  : 
Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age 
In  this  delightful  work  engage ; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strain*, 


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6  I'll  praise  him  whilst  he  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last ; 
Or  immortality  endures. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXLVII.    Common  Metre.  & 
The  changing  Seasons. 

1  WITH  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 

Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessing  down, 

To  cheer  the  plains  below ; 
He  makes  the  wood  the  mountains  crown, 
And  grass  in  vallies  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 

He  hears  the  raven's  cry ; 
But  man,  who  tastes  his  finest  wheat, 
Should  raise  his  honours  high. 

4  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground  ; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to'  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bounds. 

6  When,  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  highj 

He  pours  the  rattling  hail, 
The  man  who  dares  his  God  defy^ 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail 
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PSALM  147. 


7  He  sends  Iris  sun  to  melt  the  snow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  winds  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

8  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud 

Obey  his  sovereign  word  ; 
With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  tlv  Almighty  Lord. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXLVII.    First  Part.    L.  M.  $g 

The  Beauties  of  Nature. 

1  SING  to  the  Lord,  let  praise  inspire 
The  grateful  voice,  the  tuneful  lyre  ; 
In  strains  of  joy  proclaim  abroad 

The  endless  glories  of  our  God.  , 

2  He  counts  the  hosts  of  starry  flames  ; 
He  knows  their  natures  and  their  names  ; 
Great  is  our  God  !  his  wondrous  power 
And  boundless  wisdom  we  adore. 

3  He  veils  the  sky  with  treasur'd  showers, 
On  earth,  the  plenteous  blessing  pours  ; 
The  meadows  smile  in  lively  green, 
And  fairer  blooms  the  flowery  scene. 

4  His  bounteous  hand,  great  spring  of  good, 
Provides  the  brute  creation  food  ; 

He  feeds  the  ravens  when  they  cry, 
All  nature  lives  beneath  his  eye. 

5  In  nature,  what  can  him  delight, 
Most  lovely  in  its  Maker's  sight  ? 
Not  active  strength  his  favour  moves, 
Nor  comely  form  he  best  approves. 


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6  But  to  the  Lord  is  ever  dear, 

The  heart  where  he  implants  his  fear  ; 
The  souls  who  in  his  grace  rely 
Are  ever  lovely  in  his  eye. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Psalm  CXLVIL    Sec.  Part.    L.  M.  % 

The  Seasons  of  the  Year. 

1  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord  !  O  blissful  theme, 
To  sing  the  honours  of  his  name ! 

*Tis  pleasure,  'tis  divine  delight, 
And  praise  is  lovely  in  his  sight. 

2  He  speaks,  and,  swiftly  from  the  skies 
To  earth,  the  sovereign  mandate  flies  ; 
Observant  nature  hears  the  word, 
And  bows,  obedient  to  her  Lord. 

3  Now  thick  descending  flakes  of  snow 
O'er  earth  a  fleecy  mantle  throw  ; 
Now  glittering  frost  o'er  all  the  plains 
Extends  its  universal  chains. 

4  At  his  fierce  storms  of  icy  hail 

The  shivering  powers  of  nature  fail ; 
Before  his  cold,  what  life  can  stand, 
Unshelter'd  by  his  guardian  hand  ? 

5  He  speaks,  the  snow  and  ice  obey, 
And  nature's  fetters  melt  away  ; 
Now  vernal  gales  soft  rising  blow, 
And  liquid  waters  gently  flow. 

6  Sing  to  the  Lord,  let  praise  inspire 
The  grateful  voice,  the  tuneful  lyre  ; 
In  strains  of  joy  proclaim  abroad 
The  endless  glories  of  our  God. 

Mrs.  Steele, 


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PSALM  148, 


Psalm  CXLVIII.    1st.  Part.    C.  M.  % 

Universal  Praise. 

1  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir, 

Who  fill  the  realms  above  ; 
Praise  him,  who  form'd  you  of  his  fire, 
And  feeds  you  with  his  love. 

2  Shine  to  his  praise,  ye  crystal  skies, 

The  floor  of  his  abode  ; 
Or  veil  the  lustre  of  your  eyes, 
Before  a  brighter  God. 

3  Thou  central  globe  of  golden  light. 

Whose  beams  create  our  days  ; 
Join  with  the  silver  queen  of  night, 
To  own  your  borrow'd  rays. 

4  Blush  and  refund  the  honours  paid 

To  your  inferior  names  ; 
Tell  the  blind  world  your  orbs  are  fed 
By  his  exhaustless  flames. 

5  Winds,  ye  shall  bear  his  name  aloud, 

Throngh  the  etherial  blue  ! 
For  when  his  chariot  is  a  cloud, 
He  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 

6  Thunder  and  hail,  and  fire  and  storms, 

The  troops  of  his  command, 
Appear  in  all  your  awful  forms, 
And  speak  his  potent  hand. 

Watts* 

Psalm  CXLVIII.  2nd  Part.    C.  M.  % 
I  SHOUT  to  the  Lord,  ye  surging  seas, 
In  your  eternal  roar  ; 
Let  wave  to  wave  resound  his  praise. 
And  shore  reply  to  shore. 


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2  While  fishes,  sporting  on  the  flood, 

In  scaly  silver  shine  ; 
Proclaim  their  mighty  Maker,  God, 
Amidst  the  foaming  brine. 

3  But  gentler  things  shall  tune  his  name 
To  softer  notes  than  these  ; 

Young  zephyrs  breathing  o'er  the  stream* 
Or  whispering  through  the  trees. 

Wave  your  tall  heads,  ye  lofty  pines, 

To  him  who  makes  you  grow  ; 
Sweet  clusters  bend  the  fruitful  vines, 
On  every  thankful  bough. 

5  Let  the  shrill  birds  his  honour  raise, 

And  climb  the  morning  sky  ; 
Whilst  grov'ling  beasts  attempt  his  praise 
In  hoarser  harmony. 

6  Thus  while  the  meaner  creatures  sing, 

Ye  mortals  take  the  sound ; 
Echo  the  glories  of  your  King 
Through  all  the  nations  round. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXLVIII.    1st  Part.    L.  M.  & 

1  FAIREST  of  all  the  lights  above, 

Thou  sun,  whose  beams  adorn  the  spheres,, 
And  with  unwearied  swiftness  move, 
To  form  the  circles  of  our  years  : 

2  Praise  the  Creator  of  the  skies, 

Who  dress'd  thine  orb  in  golden  rays  ; 
Or  may  the  sun  forget  to  rise, 
If  he  forget  his  Maker's  praise. 

3  Thou  reigning  beauty  of  the  night, 
Fair  queen  of  silence,  silver  moon, 

19* 


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PSALM  148. 


Whose  gentle  beams  and  borrowed  light 
Are  softer  rivals  of  the  noon. 

4  Arise,  and  to  that  sovereign  Power 
Waxing  and  waning  honours  pay ; 
Who  bade  thee  rule  the  dusky  hours, 
And  half  supply  the  want  of  day, 

5  Ye  glittering  stars  that  gild  the  skies, 
When  darkness  has  its  curtain  drawn, 
And  keep  your  watch  with  wakeful  eyes. 
When  business,  cares  and  day  are  gone  : 

6  Proclaim  the  glories  of  your  Lord, 
Dispers'd  through  all  the  heavenly  street^ 
Whose  boundless  treasures  can  afford 

So  rich  a  pavement  for  his  feet. 

7  O  God  of  glory,  God  of  love, 

Thou  art  our  sun  that  makes  our  days  ; 
With  all  thy  shining  works  above 
We  would  unite  to  sing  thy  praise. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXLVIII.    2nd  Part.    Z.  M.  % 

1  AWAKE,  ye,  tempests,  and  his  fame 
In  sounds  of  dreadful  praise  declare  ; 
While  the  soft  whisper  of  his  name 
Tills  every  gentle  breeze  of  air. 

2  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  praise  with  blazing  fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  sea 

In  this  eternal  song  conspire. 

3  Ye  flowery  plains,  proclaim  his  skill ; 
Vallies,  lie  low  before  his  eye ; 
And  let  his  praise,  from  every  hill, 
Rise,  tuneful,  to  the  neighbouring  sky. 


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4  Ye  stubborn  oaks,  and  stately  pines, 
Bend  your  high  branches,  and  adore ; 
Praise  him,  ye  beasts,  in  different  strains  ; 
The  lamb  shall  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 

5  Birds,  ye  shall  make  his  praise  your  theme, 
Nature  demands  a  song  from  you  ; 
While  the  dumb  fish  that  cut  the  stream 
Leap  up,  and  mean  his  praises  too. 

6  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
When  nature  all  around  you  sings  ? 
O  for  a  shout  from  old  and  young, 
From  humble  swains  and  lofty  kings ! 

7  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies, 
Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  shout  his  praise, 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

8  Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word  ! 
O  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue  ! 

But  those  who  best  have  known  the  Lord* 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 

Watts. 

Psalm  CXLVIIL    Short  Metre.  $g 

1  LET  every  creature  join 

To  praise  th'  eternal  God  ; 
Ye  heavenly  host,  the  song  begin, 
And  sound  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  sun,  with  golden  beams, 

And  moon,  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 

3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wondrous  frame  ; 


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PSALM  148. 


By  his  command,  they  stand  or  move, 
And  ever  speak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rise, 

Or  fall  in  showers,  or  snow, 
Ye  thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  skies, 
His  power  and  glory  show. 

5  Wind,  hail  and  flashing  fire, 

Agree  to  praise  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  storms  conspire 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above, 

His  honours  be  expressed  ; 
But  they  who  taste  his  saving  love, 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 

Watts. 


Psalm  CXLVIII.  1st.  P.  Hallelujah  Metre.  ^ 
Universal  Praise. 

1  YE  boundless  realms  of  joy  I 
Exalt  your  Maker's  fame  ; 
His  praise  your  song  employ, 
Above  the  starry  frame. 

Ye  holy  throng  Of  angels  bright, 

In  worlds  of  light,  Begin  the  song. 

2  Thou  sun,  with  dazzling  rays, 
Thou  moon  that  rules  the  night ; 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise, 
With  stars  of  feebler  light. 

His  praise  declare,  Ye  heavens  above, 
And  clouds  that  move     In  liquid  air. 

$     Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 
And  praise  his  holy  name  ; 
By  whose  almighty  word, 
They  all  from  nothing  came, 


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And  all  shall  last,      From  changes  free  ; 
His  firm  decree         Stands  ever  fastt 

4      He  mov'd  their  mighty  wheels, 

In  unknown  ages  past  ; 

And  each  his  world  fulfils, 

While  time  and  nature  last. 
In  different  ways,       His  works  proclaim 
His  wondrous  name,  And  speak  his  praise, 

$      United  zeal  be  shown, 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise, 

Whose  glorious  name  alone 

Deserves  our  endless  praise. 
Earth's  utmost  ends    His  power  obey  ; 
His  glorious  sway       The  sky  transcends, 

6  Virgins  and  youths  engage, 
To  sound  his  praise  divine  ; 
While  infancy  and  age 
Their  feebler  voices  join. 

Wide  as  he  reigns,      His  name  be  sung, 
By  every  tongue,         In  endles  strains. 

7  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
The  God  who  rules  above  ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  taste  his  love. 

While  earth  and  sky  Attempt  his  praise^ 
His  saints  shall  raise   His  honours  high. 

Tate  and  Watts,  united. 

Psalm  CXLVIII.  2d.  P.  Hallelujah  Metre,  m 
Praise  from  all  the  Creatures. 
FIRST  PART. 

I      TO  your  Creator,  God, 

Your  great  Preserver,  raise, 
Ye  creatures  of  his  hand, 
Your  highest  notes  of  praise, 


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PSALM  148. 


Let  every  voice         Proclaim  his  power, 
His  name  adore,        And  loud  rejoice. 
%     Let  all  creation  join, 

To  pay  the  tribute  due  ; 

Ye  heavenly  hosts  begin, 

And  we  shall  learn  of  you. 
Let  nature  raise,        From  every  tongue, 
A  general  song  Of  grateful  praise. 

3  Thou  source  of  light  and  heat, 
Bright  ruler  of  the  day, 
Dispensing  blessings  round, 
With  all  diffusive  ray  : 

From  morn  to  night,    With  every  beam, 
Record  his  name,        Who  gave  thee  light. 

4  Thou  moon  in  radiance  mild, 
With  all  thy  starry  train, 
Which  rise  in  shining  hosts, 
To  gild  th'  etherial  plain  : 

With  countless  rays,  Declare  his  name, 
Prolong  the  theme,       Reflect  his  praise. 

5  Ye  clouds,  or  fraught  with  showers, 
Or  ting'd  with  with  various  dies, 
That  pour  your  blessings  down, 
Or  charm  our  gazing  eyes  : 

His  goodness  speak,  His  praise  declare, 
As  through  the  air      You  shine  or  break. 

6  Ye  winds,  that  shake  the  world, 
With  tempests  on  your  wing, 
Or  breathe  in  gentle  gales, 

To  waft  the  smiling  spring  : 
Proclaim  aloud,  As  you  fulfil 

His  sovereign  will,     The  powerful  God1. 


"PSALM  148. 


SECOND  PART. 

1      Ye  rivers,  as  ye  flow, 

Convey  your  Maker's  name, 

Where'er  you  winding  rove 

On  every  silver  stream. 
Your  cooling  flood,      His  hand  ordains, 
To  bless  the  plains  ;    Great  spring  of  good  ! 

I     Ye  numerous  bleating  flocks, 

Far  spreading  o'er  the  plain, 

With  gentle  artless  voice, 

Assist  the  humble  strain. 
To  give  you  food,  He  bids  the  field 

Its  verdure  yield,  Extensive  good* 

3  Ye  herds  of  nobler  size, 
Who  graze  in  meads  below  ; 
Resound  your  Maker's  praise, 
In  each  responsive  low. 

You  wait  his  hand  ;    The  herbage  grows, 
The  riv'let  flows        At  his  command, 

4  Ye  feather'd  warblers,  come, 
And  bring  your  sweetest  lays  ; 
And  tune  the  sprightly  song 
To  your  Creator's  praise. 

His  work  you  are,  He  tun'd  your  voiqe, 
And  you  rejoice         Beneath  his  care. 

THIRD  PART. 

1      Ye  trees,  which  form  the  shade, 

Or  bend  the  loaded  bough 

With  fruits  of  sweetest  taste, 

Your  Maker's  bounty  shew. 
From  him  you  rose,     Your  vernal  suits 
And  autumn  fruits       His  hand  bestows; 


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PSALM  148. 


2  Ye  lovely  verdant  fields, 
In  all  your  green  array, 
Though  silent,  speak  his  praise, 
Who  makes  you  bright  and  gay. 

While  we  in  you,  With  future  bread, 
Profusely  spread,       His  goodness  view. 

3  Ye  flowers,  which  bloom  around 
A  thousand  beauteous  dies, 
Your  fragrant  odours  breathe, 
A  grateful  sacrifice  : 

To  him  whose  word  Gave  all  your  bloom 
And  sweet  perfume  ;    All  bounteous  Lord ! 

4  But,  O,  from  human  tongues 
Should  nobler  praises  flow  ; 
And  every  thankful  heart 
With  warm  devotion  glow. 

Your  voices  raise,    Ye  highly  blest, 
Above  the  rest,        Declare  his  praise. 

5  Assist  me,  gracious  God, 
My  heart,  my  voice  inspire  ; 
Then  shall  I  grateful  join 
The  universal  choir. 

Thy  grace  can  raise  My  heart  and  tongue, 
And  tune  my  song       To  lively  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Psalm  CXLVIII.    Particular  Metre.  % 
I  BEGIN,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay  ; 
Let  each  enraptur'd  thought  obey, 
And  praise  th*  Almighty  name  ; 
Lo  !  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise, 
To  swell  th '  inspiring  theme. 


PSALM  148. 


22§ 


2  Ye  angels,  spread  the  joyful  sound. 
While  all  the  adoring  throngs  around 

His  wondrous  mercy  sing ; 
Let  every  listening  saint  above, 
Wake  all  the  tuneful  soul  of  love, 

And  touch  the  loudest  strain. 

3  Thou  heaven  of  heavens,  his  vast  abode, 
Ye  clouds,  proclaim  your  Maker,  God, 

Ye  thunders,  speak  his  power  ; 
Lo  !  on  the  lightning's  rapid  wings, 
In  triumph  rides  the  King  of  kings ; 

Th'  astonish'd  worlds  adore. 

4  Ye  deeps,  with  roaring  billows  rise, 
To  join  the  thunder  of  the  skies  ; 

Praise  him  who  bids  you  roll ; 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air, 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

5  Wake,  all  ye  soaring  throng,  and  sing  ; 
Ye  cheerful  warblers  of  the  spring, 

Harmonious  anthems  raise ; 
To  him  who  shap'd  your  finer  mould, 
Who  tipt  your  glittering  wings  with  gold^ 

And  tun'd  your  voice  to  praise. 

6  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  sway'd, 
The  feeling  heart,  the  reas'ning  head, 

In  heavenly  praise  employ ; 
Spread  the  Creator's  name  around, 
Till  heaven's  wide  arch  repeat  the  sound? 
The  general  burst  of  joy. 

B,  Williams's  Collection, 

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230 


PSALM  149. 


Psalm  CXLIX.    Particular  Metre. 

Thanksgiving. 

1  O  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord, 
Prepare  your  glad  voice, 
His  praise  in  the  great 
Assembly  to  sing. 

In  their  great  Creator 
Let  all  men  rejoice, 
And  heirs  of  salvation 
Be  glad  in  their  King. 

2  Let  them  his  great  name 
Devoutly  adore ; 

In  loud  swelling  strains 
His  praises  express, 
Who  graciously  opens 
His  bountiful  store, 
Their  wants  to  relieve,  and 
His  children  to  bless. 

3  With  glory  adorn'd, 
His  people  shall  sing 
To  God,  who  defence 
And  plenty  supplies  : 
Their  loud  acclamations 
To  him  their  great  King, 
Through  earth  shall  be  sounded, 
And  reach  to  the  skies. 

4  Ye  angels  above, 

His  glories  who've  sung, 
In  loftiest  notes, 
Now  publish  his  praise  : 
We  mortals  delighted, 
Would  borrow  your  tongue  ; 
Would  join  in  your  numbers, 
And  chant  to  your  lays. 

Tate,  varied, 


PSALM  150. 


231 


Psalm  CL.     Long  Metre.  3fc 
Praise. 

1  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  let  praise  employ, 
In  his  own  courts,  your  songs  of  joy  ; 
The  spacious  firmament  around 

Shall  echo  back  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Recount  his  works  in  strains  divine, 

His  wondrous  works,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
Praise  him  for  ail  his  mighty  deeds, 
Whose  greatness  all  your  praise  exceeds. 

3  Awake  the  trumpet's  piercing  sound, 
To  spread  your  sacred  pleasure  round ; 
While  softer  musick  tunes  the  lute, 
The  warbling  harp,  the  breathing  flute. 

4  Ye  virgin  train  with  joy  advance, 

To  praise  him  in  the  graceful  dance  ;  1 
Awake  each  voice,  and  strike  each  string, 
And  to  the  solemn  organ  sing. 

5  Let  the  loud  cymbal  sound  on  high, 
To  softer,  deeper  notes  reply  ; 
Harmcmious,  let  the  concert  rise, 
And  bear  the  rapture  to  the  skies. 

6  Let  all  whom  life  and  breath  inspire 
Attend  and  join  the  blissful  choir  ; 
But  chiefly  ye  who  know  his  word, 
Adore,  and  love,  and  praise  the  Lord  ! 

Mrs.  Steels, 


ENI>~OF  THE  PSALMS. 


Alphabetical  Index  of  the  First  Lines  of  the 
Psalmsy  referring'  to  the  Pages. 

Page 

ALMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord  206 

Almighty  Ruler  of  the  skies  147 

Among  the  gods  there's  none  like  thee  1  IT 

And  will  the  God  of  grace  1 1 1 

And  will  the  great  eternal  God  1 17 

Approach  ye  piously  dispos'd  53 

Arise,  my  tender  thoughts,  arise  174 

As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams  63 

As  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown  100 

Attend,  O  earth,  when  God  declares  8 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  hymns  of  praise  146 

Awake,  ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King  196 

Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  fame  258 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne  1 38 

Before  the  hills  in  order  stood  125 

Begin,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay  228 

Behold,  O  God,  how  cruel  foes  107 

Behold  the  coiner  stone  170 

Behold  the  fool,  whose  heart  denies  75 

Behold  the  love,  the  generous  love  54 

Behold  the  morning  sun  32 

Behold  the  rising  dawn  appear  185 

Beneath  God's  terrors  doom'd  to  groan  158 

Beneath  my  God's  protecting  arm  46 

Bless  God,  O  my  soul  149 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God  142 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace  195 

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Blest  are  the  souls  who  hear  and  know  120 

Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord  190 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  tender  care  63 

Blest  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place  7 

COME,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord  1 33 

Come,  O  ye  saints,  your  voices  raise  48 

Come  sound  his  praise  abroad  134 

Consider  all  my  sorrows,  Lord  1 80 

DAVID  rejoic'd  in  God  his  strength  34 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record  95 

Descend  from  heaven,  almighty  Lord  211 

EARLY  my  God,  without  delay  84 

FAIREST  of  all  the  lights  above  22 1 

Far  from  our  friends  and  country  dear  200 

Father,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand  181 

Father,  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace  94 

Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright  47 

Fools  in  their  hearts  believe  and  say  20 

Forever  shall  my  song  record  123 

For  thee,  O  God,  our  constant  praise  87 

From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name  157 
From  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts  193 

From  thee,  great  Lord  of  life  and  death  1 1 8 

From  Zion's  hill  my  help  descends  183 

GIVE  ear,  ye  children,  to  my  law  106 

Give  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above  157 

Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name  154 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame  45 

Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise  197 

God  in  the  great  assembly  stands  1 10 

God  is  our  refuge  in  distress  68 

God  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King  88 

God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope  101 


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God  of  eternal  love  156 

God  of  my  life,  whose  bounteous  care  205 

God  of  our  strength,  to  thee  we  cry  64 

God's  perfect  law  converts  the  soul  30 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God  70 

Great  is  the  Lord,  our  souls  adore  213 

Great  God,  attend  my  humble  call  96 

Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings  1 1 1 

Great  God  indulge  my  humble  claim  85 

Great  God,  our  haughty  foes  repel  208 
Great  God,  the  heaven's  well  order'd  frame  3 1 
Great  God,  while  nature  speaks  thy  praise  214 

Great  God,  whose  universal  sway  98 

Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies  67 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel  108 

HAD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say  188 

Happy  the  nation  where  the  Lord  52 

Hear,  O  my  God,  with  pity  hear  210 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said  121 

Help,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail  18 
He's  blest  whose  sins  have  pardon  gain'd  50 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  56 

How  blest  are  they  who  always  keep  171 

How  does  my  heart  rejoice  186 

How  long,  O  Lord,  shall  wicked  men  131 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  19 

How  often  have  our  restless  foes  19  2 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun  99 

If  God  to  build  the  house  deny  190 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  2 1 6 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee  203 

In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not  13 

Incumbent  on  the  bending  sky  27 

Indulgent  God,  with  pitying  eye  172 


INDEX. 

PaRe 


In  God,  most  holy  just  and. true  78 

In  Judah  God  of  old  was  known  104 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  193 

I  set  the  Lord  before  my  face  24 

It  is  the  Lord  our  Maker's  hand  141 

Judge  me,  O  God,  and  prove  my  ways  42 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord  61 

LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise  135 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join  176 

Let  all  the  various  tribes  of  men  36 

Let  every  creature  join  223 

Let  God  arise  in  all  his  might  92 

Let  heathens  to  their  idols  haste  23 

Let  sinners  take  their  course  75 

Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice  1 40 

Lift  your  voice  and  thankful  sing  199 

Lord,  hast  thou  cast  the  nation  off  81 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice  176 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear  12 

Lord,  in  thy  great,  thy  glorious  name  49. 

Lord,  let  our  humble  cry  80 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above  1 14 

Lord,  should  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er  207 

Lord,  should'st  thou  call  us  to  thy  bar  192 

Lord,  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere  27 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece  127 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I  101 

Lord,  what  was  man  when  made  at  first  15 

Lord,  we  thy  wondrous  praise  proclaim  144 

Lord,  when  I  call  make  haste  to  hear  209 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high  93 

Lord,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire  204 

Lord,  who's  the  happy  man  that  may  20 

MAKER  and  sovereign  Lord  9 

My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  10 


INDEX. 


My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs  78 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope  96 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue  85 

My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men  58 

My  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face  24 

My  heart  and  flesh  cry  out  for  thee  112 

My  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend  97 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust  180 

My  soul  repeat  his  praise  143 

My  soul,  review  the  time  202 

My  soul,  the  awful  hour  will  come  59 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone  83 

My  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend  1 3 

NO  change  of  times  shall  ever  shock  26 

Not  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust  1 67 

Now  be  my  heart  inspir'd  to  sing  65 

Now  in  the  hour  of  deep  distress  35 

Now  let  our  mournful  songs  record  35 

Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace  33 

Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid  9 1 

Now  to  the  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  90 

O  BLESSED  souls  are  they  50 

O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing  133 

Of  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing  139 

O  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy  69 

O  God  of  my  salvation,  hear  119 

O  God,  my  grateful  soul  aspires  1 6 1 

O  God,  we  celebrate  thy  praise  1 62 

O  how  I  love  thy  holy  law  175  . 

O  Lord,  how  worthy  of  our  love  1 1 3 

O  Lord,  my  rock,  to  thee  I  cry  44 

O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told  65 

O  Lord,  to  our  request  give  ear,  86 

On  God  my  steadfast  hopes  rely  1 7 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord  US0 


INDEX. 

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O  render  thanks  to  God  above  155 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways  178 

O  that  thy  statutes  every  hour  179 

O  thou  to  whom  all  creatures  bow  14 

O  thou  who  hear'st  when  sinners  cry  74 

O  thou  whose  grace  and  justice  reign  187 

O  were  I  like  a  feather'd  dove  77 

PARENT  of  nature,  God  supreme  102 

Parent  of  universal  good  107 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir  220 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  let  praise  employ  231 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  O  blissful  theme  219 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  to  speak  his  praise  163 

Preserve  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need  22 

REJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord  51 

SALVATION  is  for  ever  nigh  1 1 6 

Shall  tyrants  rule  by  impious  laws  79 

Shew  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive  73 

Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  surging  seas  220 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud  109 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name  132 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  let  praise  inspire  218 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims  16 

Sovereign  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand  169 

TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days  60 

Th'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high  136 

That  man  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe  164 

Thee  will  I  bless,  my  God  and  King  212 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns  138 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord  29,  30 

The  King  of  Saints,  how  fair  his  face  66 

The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord  37 

The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name  194 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  1 30 


INDEX. 

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The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare  38 

The  Lord  my  Saviour  is  my  light  43 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is  58 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light  43 

The  Lord,  the  God  of  glory  reigns  129 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne  71 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns  72 

The  praises  of  my~God  and  King  215 

There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks  148 

They  who  in  ships,  witn  courage  bold  159 

Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  122 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  169 
This  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's       39,  40 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  172 

Thou  God,  by  wnose  command  I  live  207 

Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest  182 

Thou,  Lord,  hast  earth's  foundation  laid  141 
Thou,  Lord,  in  heaven  hast  plac'd  thy  throne  1 45 
Thou,  Lord,  through  every  changing  scene  126 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life  53 

Thus  the  eternal  Father  spake  162 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  1 1 

Thus  saith  the  Lord,  your  work  is  vain  62 

Thy  favour,  gracious  Lord,  display  1 15 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  my  only  hope  55 

Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord  177 

Thy  name,  Almighty  Lord  168 

Thy  name,  O  God,  my  heart  avows  76 

Thy  praise,  O  God,  in  Zion  waits  89 

Thy  word  is  like  a  heavenly  light  173 

'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand  88 

To  bless  thy  chosen  race  91 
To  God  I  lift  my  eyes                         41,  184 

To  God  the  mighty  Lord  198 

To  our  Almighty  Maker,  God  137 


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To  thee,  great  God,  will  I  disclose  209 

To  thee,  most  holy  and  most  high  103 

To  thee,  my  God,  my  heart  shall  bring  201 

To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe  28  j 

To  your  Creator,  God  225 

VAST  are  thy  works,  Almighty  Lord  147 

Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill  188 

WE  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good  93 

Welcome,  thou  day  of  sacred  rest  ]  28 

What  seraph  of  celestial  birth  124 


What  shall  I  render  to  my  God  167 

What  sinners  value  I  resign  25 

When  fancy  spreads  her  boldest  wings  10 

When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name  1 89 

When  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand  166 

When  I  survey  life's  varied  scene  127 

When,  overwhelm'd  with  pain  and  grief  82  105 

Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beasts  of  prey  1 60 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue  202 

With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud  217 

Who  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place  2 1 

Why  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast  57 

Why  doth  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far  1 6 

Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow  70 

Why  should  I  vex  my  soul,  and  fret  57 

YE  boundless  realms  of  joy  224 

Ye  servants  of  th'  eternal  King  196 

Ye  servants  of  th'  almighty  King  1 65 

Yet,  saith  the  Lord,  if  David's  race^  122 


N.  B.  The  Hymns-  are  placed  in  the  alphabet- 
ical order  of  their  initial  letters. 


HYMNS. 


Hymn  I.    Long  Metre,  or  5 

Persecution. 

1  ABSURD  and  vain  attempt  !  to  bind 
With  iron  chains,  the  freeborn  mind  ; 
To  force  conviction,  and  reclaim 
The  wandering,  by  destructive  flame  I 

2  Bold  arrogance,  to  snatch  from  heaven 
Dominion  not  to  mortals  given  ! 
O'er  conscience  to  usurp  the  throne, 
Accountable  to  God  alone. 

3  Mad  zeal  !  that  fills  the  world  with  woe  ! 
That  hurls  down  kingdoms  at  a  blow  ! 
That  wakens  vengeance  to  devour 

The  foes  of  antichristian  power. 

4  Jesus,  thy  gentle  law  of  love 
Does  no  such  cruelties  approve  ; 
Mild  as  thyself,  thy  doctrine  wields 
No  arms,  but  what  persuasion  yields. 

5  By  proofs  divine  and  reason  strong, 
It  draws  the  willing  soul  along  ; 

And  conquests  to  thy  church  acquires, 
By  eloquence,  which  Heaven  inspires. 

6  O  happy,  who  are  thus  compell'd 
To  the  rich  feast,  by  Jesus  he]d  ! 
May  we  this  blessing  know,  and  prize 
The  light  which  liberty  supplies. 

Sc'or  1. 


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HYMN  2. 


Hymn  II.    Common  Metre. 
The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  AGAIN  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kinding  ray, 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

3  Ten  thousand  offering  lips  shall  join, 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings^ 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 

4  Jesus,  the  friend  of  human  kind, 

With  strong  compassion  mov'd, 
Came  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 
To  save  the  souls  he  lov'd. 

5  The  powers  of  darkness  leagu'd  in  vain, 

To  bind  his  soul  in  death ; 
He  shook  their  kingdom  when  he  fell, 
With  his  expiring  breath. 

6  Not  long  the  bands  of  death  could  keep 

The  hope  of  Judah's  line  ; 
Corruption  never  could  take  hold 
On  one  so  much  divine. 

7  Exalted  high  at  God's  right  hand, 

And  Lord  of  all  below  ; 
Through  him  is  pardoning  love  dispensed, 
And  endless  blessings  flow. 

8  Now  to  our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Glad  homage  let  us  give ; 
And  be  prepar'd  like  him  to  die, 
That  with  him  we  may  live. 

Mrs,  Basbavld. 


HYMN  3,  4. 


Hymn  III.    Long  Metre.  b 
Holy  Resolution. 

1  AH,  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain  ! 
Slaves  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sin  ! 
A  nobler  toil  may  I  sustain, 

A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 

2  I  would  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  powers  to  serve  the  Lord  ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  O  be  his  service  all  my  joy, 
Around  let  my  example  shine  ; 
Till  others  love  the  bless'd  employ, 
And  join  in  labours  so  divine. 

4  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 
My  solemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

5  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor  wander  from  thy  sacred  ways  ; 
Great  God,  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Hymn  IV.    Common  Metre. 
Watchfulness  and  Prayer. 

1  ALAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 

What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 
To  heaven  then  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 
My  weak  resistance,  ah  how  vain  I 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears  ! 


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HYMN  5. 


3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid. 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail  ; 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  When  strong  temptations  fright  my  heart? 

Or  lure  my  feet  aside  ; 
My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart, 
My  guardian  and  my  guide. 

6  Still  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way1, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 
And  never  let  me  go  astray, 
From  happiness  and  thee. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Hymn  V    Long-  Metre.  5 
The  Syro-Phenician  Woman.    Mat.  xv.  26,  27. 

1  ALL-conquering  faith  !  how  high  it  rose  ! 
When  heaven  itself  might  seem  t'oppose  ! 
All  gracious  Lord  !  who  didst  appear 
Most  merciful  when  most  severe  ! 

2  Thus,  at  thy  feet,  our  souls  would  fall, 
And  loudly  thus  for  mercy  call  ; 

"  Thou  Son  of  David,  pity  show, 

"  And  save  us  from  th'  infernal  foe.5* 

3  Though  viler  than  the  brutes  we  be, 
Our  longing  eyes  would  wait  on  thee, 
Who  dost  to  dogs  such  grace  afford, 
To  taste  the  crumbs  beneath  thy  board. 

4  But  thou  the  humble  soul  wilt  raise, 
And  all  its  sorrows  turn  to  praise  ; 


HYMN  6,  7. 


5 


Each  self  abasing  broken  heart, 
Shall  with  thy  children  share  a  part. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  VI.    Short  Metre.  % 
Christ  the  Branch  of  David,  and  the  Morning  Star. 

1  ALL  hail,  mysterious  King  ! 

Hail,  David's  ancient  root  ! 
Thou  righteous  branch,  which  thence  did 
To  give  the  nations  fruit.  [spring, 

2  Oar  weary  souls  shall  rest 

Beneath  thy  grateful  shade  ; 
Our  thirsting  lips  the  sweets  shall  taste, 
By  thy  blest  fruit  convey'd. 

3  Fair  morning  star,  arise  ! 

With  living  glories  bright  ; 
And  pour  on  these  awakening  eyes 
A  flood  of  sacred  light. 

4  The  horrid  gloom  is  fled, 

Pierc'd  by  thy  heavenly  ray  ; 
Shine,  and  our  wandering  footsteps  lead 
To  everlasting  day. 

Doddridge,  altered. 


Hymn  VII.    Common  Metre. 
A  Pillar  in  the  heavenly  Temple. 

1  ALL  hail,  victorious  Saviour,  hail  ! 

I  bow  to  thy  command, 
And  own  that  David's  royal  key 
Well  fits  thy  sovereign  hand. 

2  Open  the  treasures  of  thy  love, 

And  shed  thy  gifts  abroad  ; 
Unveil  to  my  rejoicing  eyes 
The  temple  of  my  God, 
21* 


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HYMN  8. 


3  There  as  a  pillar  let  me  stand, 

On  an  eternal  base  ; 
Uprear'd  by  thy  almighty  hand, 
And  polish'd  by  thy  grace. 

4  There,  deep  engraven  let  me  bear? 

The  title  of  my  God  ; 
And  mark  the  New  Jerusalem, 
As  my  secure  abode. 

5  In  lasting  characters  inscribe 

Thy  own  beloved  name  ; 
That  endless  ages  there  may  read 
The  great  Immanuel's  claim. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  VIII.    Long  Metre.       ^  or  5 
Uncharitable  Judgment. 

1  ALL-knowing  God,  'tis  thine  to  know 
The  springs  whence  wrong  opinions  flow; 
To  judge  from  principles  within, 
When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2  Who  among  men,  high  Lord  of  all, 
Thy  servants  to  his  bar  may  call  ? 
Decide  of  heresy,  and  shake 

A  brother  o'er  the  flaming  lake  ? 

3  Who,  with  another's  eye,  can  read  ? 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  I 
Revering  thy  command  alone, 

We  humbly  seek  and  use  our  own. 

4  If  wrong,  forgive  ;  accept,  if  right, 
Whilst  faithful  we  obey  our  light ; 
And,  censuring  none,  are  zealous  still 
To  follow,  as  to  learn,  thy  will. 

5  When  shall  our  happy  eyes  behold 
Thy  people,  fashion'd  in  thy  mould  ? 


HYMN  9. 


7 


And  charity  our  lineage  prove, 
Deriv'd  from  thee,  O  God  of  love  ? 

Scott. 

Hymm  IX.    Long  Metre. 
A  Vision  of  the  Lamb. 

1  ALL  mortal  vanities,  begone  ! 

Nor  tempt  my  eyes,  nor  tire  my  ears  ; 
Behold,  before  th'  eternal  throne, 
A  vision  of  the  Lamb  appears  ! 

2  Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 
Mark'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore  ; 
Seven  are  his  eyes,  and  seven  his  horns, 
To  speak  his  wisdom  and  his  power. 

3  Lo  !  he  receives  a  sealed  book 
From  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne  ! 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 

On  dark  decrees  and  things  unknown. 

4  All  the  assembling  saints  around 
Fall  worshipping  before  the  Lamb  ; 
And  in  new  songs  of  gospel  sound, 
Address  their  honours  to  his  name. 

5  Our  voices  join  the  heavenly  strain, 
And  with  transporting  pleasure  sing, 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
To  be  our  Saviour  and  our  King. 

6  Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  from  hell, 
With  thine  inestimable  blood  ; 

And  wretches,  who  did  once  rebel, 
Are  now  made  servants  of  their  God. 

7  Worthy  for  ever  is  the  Lord, 
Who  died  for  treasons  not  his  owTn, 
By  every  tongue  to  be  ador'd, 
And  reign  upon  his  Father's  throne. 

'  Watts, 


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HYMN  10,  11. 


Hymn    X.  Common  Metre.  3fc 
The  Marriage  of  the  Lamb. 

1  ALL  ye  who  faithful  servants  are 

Of  our  Almighty  King, 
Both  high  and  low,  and  small  and  great. 
His  praise  devoutly  sing. 

2  Let  us  rejoice  and  render  thanks 

To  his  most  holy  name ; 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  for  now  is  come 
The  marriage  of  the  Lamb. 

3  His  bride  herself  has  ready  made, 

How  pure  and  white  her  dress  ! 
This  is  the  saint's  integrity, 
And  spotless  holiness  : 

4  How  happy  then  is  every  one, 

Who  to  the  marriage  feast, 
And  holy  supper  of  the  Lamb, 
Is  call'd,  a  welcome  guest 

Tate. 

Hymn  XI.    Particular  Metre. 
Submission  to  the  Divine  Will. 

1  ALMIGHTY  King  of  heaven  above, 
Eternal  source  of  truth  and  love, 

And  Lord  of  all  below, 
With  reverence  and  religious  fear, 
Permit  thy  suppliants  to  draw  near, 

And  at  thy  feet  to  bow. 

2  Thy  sovereign  fiat  form'd  us  first, 
Thy  breath  can  blow  us  back  to  dust. 

Frail,  sinful,  mortal  clay  ; 
*Tis  thine  undoubted  right  to  give 
Those  earthly  blessings  we  receive  ; 

And  thine  to  take  away. 

1 


HYMN  12. 


9 


3  All  things  are  under  thy  control, 
Eternal  wisdom  rules  the  whole, 

Educing  good  from  ill  ; 
Submissive  therefore  we  resign, 
Our  wills  are  swallow'd  up  in  thine^ 

In  thy  most  holy  will. 

4  In  heaven  above,  thy  will  is  done  ; 
There,  angels  wait  around  thy  throne. 

Thy  counsels  to  obey  ; 
Adoring  at  thy  feet  they  fall, 
Confess  thee  sovereign  Lord  of  all, 

And  own  thy  powerful  sway. 

5  Lord,  may  we  join  the  heavenly  throng* 
May  mortals  learn  th'  angelic  song, 

Who  dwell  beneath  the  sun  ; 
May  every  tongue  thy  praise  proclaim. 
This  be  the  universal  theme, 

"  Jehovah's  will  be  done." 

Hymn  XII.    Short  Metre.       ^  or  b 
Humble  Praise. 

1  ALMIGHTY  Maker,  God, 

How  wondrous  is  thy  name  ! 
Thy  glories  how  diffus'd  abroad, 
Throughout  creation's  frame. 

2  Nature  in  every  dress  - 

Her  humble  homage  pays, 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways  t*  express 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 

3  In  native  white  and  red, 

The  rose  and  lily  stand, 
And  free  from  pride  their  beauties  spread. 
To  show  thy  skilful  hand. 

The  lark  mounts  up  on  high 
With  unambitious  song, 


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HYMM  13. 


And  bears  her  Maker's  praise  on  high, 
Upon  her  artless  tongue. 

5  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 

To  her  Creator  too  ; 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 

6  But  pride,  that  busy  sin, 

Spoils  all  that  I  perform  ; 
Curs'd  pride,  that  creeps  securely  in. 
And  swells  a  wretched  worm. 

7  Create  my  soul  anew, 

Or  all  my  worship's  vain  ; 
This  sinful  heart  will  not  be  true. 
Till  it  be  form'd  again. 

8  In  joy  then  let  me  spend 

The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
And  to  my  God  my  soul  ascend* 
In  sweet  perfume  of  praise. 

Watts. 

Hymn  XIII.  Common  Metre.  orfo 
Holy  Fortitude. 

1  AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross  ? 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease  ? 
Whilst  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail'd  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  not  I  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign  j 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord ! 


HYMN  14. 


11 


I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer  though  they  die  ; 
They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

Watts. 

Hymn  XIV.    Long  Metre.  3fc  or  fc> 
Christ  our  Example. 

1  AND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ? 
Such  let  our  conversation  be  ; 

The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife  ; 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 
How  miid,  how  ready  to  forgive  ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 

And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will, 
Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labours  of  his  life  were  love  ; 
Then,  if  we  bear  the  Saviour's  name, 
By  his  example  let  us  move, 


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HYMN  15 


6  But,  ah,  how  blind,  how  weak  we  are  I 
How  frail,  how  apt  to  turn  aside  ! 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care, 

We  ask  thy  spirit  for  our  guide. 

7  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be  ; 
Make  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace, 
O  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  XV.    Short  Metre,        or  5 
Triumph  over  Death., 

1  AND  must  this  body  die  t 

This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay  ? 

2  Corruption,  earth  and  worms 

Shall  but  refine  this  flesh, 
Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
So  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  Christ,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 

And  often  from  the  skies, 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust. 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Array'd  in  glorious  grace, 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 
And  every  shape,  and  every  face 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 

To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 

6  O  Lord,  accept  the  praise 

Of  these  our  humble  songs, 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise, 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

Watts. 


HYMN  16,  17. 


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Hymn  XVI.    Common  Metre.    ^  or  b 
For  the  New  Year. 

1  AND  now,  my  soul,  another  year 
Of  my  short  life  is  past ; 
I  cannot  long  continue  here, 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

I  Much  of  my  dubious  life  is  done, 
Nor  will  return  again  ; 
And  swift  my  passing  moments  run, 
The  few  that  yet  remain. 

3  Awake,  my  soul,  with  utmost  care, 

Thy  true  condition  learn  ; 
What  are  thy  hopes  ?  how  sure  ?  how  fair  ? 
And  what  thy  chief  concern  ? 

4  With  the  new  year,  which  now  begins, 

Begin  thy  race  for  heaven  ; 
Repent  of  all  thy  former  sins, 
Reform,  and  be  forgiven. 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

To  him  thyself  commend  ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

Liverpool  Collection. 

Hymn  XVII.  Ml  Sevens  Metre. 
The  Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ. 

1  ANGELS,  roll  the  stone  away, 
Death,  give  up  thy  mighty  prey  ; 
See  !  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Shining  in  immortal  bloom. 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour,  angels  raise 
Your  triumphant  song  of  praise  ; 
Let  the  heavens'  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy  inspiring  sound. 

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HYMN  13. 


3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise  ; 

Maik  his  progress  through  the  sky, 
To  the  radiant  world  on  high. 

4  Heaven  displays  her  crystal  gate  ; 
Enter  in  thy  royal  state  ; 

King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 
*'Tis  thy  Father's  and  thy  own. 

5  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Strike  with  awe  your  golden  lyres  ; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapt'rous  song, 
Let  the  strains  be  loud  and  strong. 

6  To  the  listening  nations  tell, 

Sin  o'erthrown,  and  vanquish'd  hell. 
Where  is  death's  once  dreaded  king  I 
Where,  O  monster,  is  thy  sting  ! 

Scott. 

Hymn  XVIII.    Long  Metre.        or  b 
The  Sabbath. 

1  ANOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done  ! 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ! 
Return,  my  soul  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  that  God  has  bless'd. 

2  Come,  praise  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  weary  minds  ; 
Provides  an  antepast  of  heaven, 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  seven. 

3  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies  ; 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  who  feels  it  knows. 

4  This  heavenly  calm,  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 


HYMN  19 


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5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view, 
In  various  scenes,  both  old  and  new  ; 
With  praise  we  think  on  mercies  past, 
With  hope  we  future  pleasures  taste. 

6  In  holy  duties  let  the  day. 
In  holy  pleasures  pass  away ; 

The  Sabbath  thus  we  love  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  which  ne'er  shall  end. 

Stennet. 

Hymn  XIX.    Six  Line  L.  M.        or  t> 
God's  Name  proclaimed  *o  Moses. 

1  ATTEND,  my  soul,  the  voice  divine, 
And  mark  what  beaming  glories  shine 

Around  thy  condescending  God  : 
To  us,  he  in  his  word  proclaims 
His  awful,  his  endearing  names  ; 

Attend,  and  sound  them  all  abroad, 

2  u  Jehovah,  I,  the  sovereign  Lord, 

"  The  mighty  God  by  heaven  ador'd, 

"  Down  to  the  earth  my  footsteps  bend ; 
u  My  heart  the  tenderest  pity  knows, 
"  Goodness  full  streaming  wide  o'erflows, 
"  And  grace  and  truth  shall  never  end. 

3  "  My  patience  long  can  crimes  endure, 
"  My  pard'ning  love  is  ever  sure, 

"  When  penitential  sorrow  mourns : 
"  To  millions,  through  unnumber'd  years, 
"  New  hope  and  new  delight  it  bears, 

"  Yet  wrath  against  the  sinner  burns.55 

ake  haste,  my  soul,  the  vision  meet, 
All  prostrate  at  Jehovah's  feet, 

And  drink  the  tuneful  accents  in. 
Speak  on,  my  Lord,  repeat  the  voice, 
Diffuse  these  heart-expanding  joys, 

Till  heaven  complete  the  rapturous  scene. 

DopD  RIDGE. 


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HYMN  20,  21. 


Hymn  XX.    Common  Metre.    ^  or  b 
The  new  Creation. 

1  ATTEND,  whilst  God's  exalted  Son 

Doth  his  own  glories  shew  ; 
"  Behold  I  sit  upon  my  throne, 
u  Creating  all  things  new  ! 

2  "  Old  things  are  wholly  pass'd  away, 

"  And  the  first  Adam  dies  ; 
"  My  hands  a  new  foundation  lay  ; 
"  See  the  new  world  arise  ! 

3  (i  I'll  be  a  Sun  of  righteousness 

"  To  the  new  heavens  I  make  ; 
"  None  but  the  new  born  heirs  of  grace 
"  My  glories  shall  partake. "* 

4  Mighty  Redeemer,  set  me  free 

From  my  old  state  of  sin  ; 
O  make  my  soul  alive  to  thee, 
Create  new  powers  within. 

5  Renew  my  eyes,  and  form  my  ears, 

And  mould  my  heart  afresh  ; 
Give  me  new  passions,  joys  and  fears, 
And  tijrn  the  stone  to  flesh. 

6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead. 

From  sin  and  earth  and  hell  ; 
In  the  new  world  which  grace  hath  made, 
I  would  for  ever  dwell. 

Watts. 


Hymn  XXI.    Long  Metre.    ^  or  b 
Glory  in  the  Cross. 

1  AT  thy  command,  our  blessed  Lord, 
Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feast  ; 
Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board, 
And  thy  own  flesh  feeds  every  guest. 


HYMN  22. 


17" 


2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 
And  trusts  for  life  in  one  that  died ; 
We  hope  for  heavenly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucified. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  its  shame. 
And  fling  its  scandals  on  the  cause  ; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name. 
And  make  our  triumph  in  his  cross. 

4  With  joy,  we  tell  the  scoffing  age, 
He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb ; 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage, 

And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come.  Watts. 

Hymn  XXII.    Common  Metre,  3£ 
The  Incarnation  of  the  Word. 

1  AWAKE,  awake  the  sacred  song, 

To  our  incarnate  Lord  ! 
Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 
Adore  th'  Eternal  Word. 

2  That  glorious  Word,  that  sovereign  Power, 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  made, 
O  happy  morn  1  illustrious  hour  ! 
Was  once  in  flesh  arrayed. 

3  Then  shone  Almighty  power  and  love, 

In  all  their  glorious  forms  ; 
When  Jesus  left  the  world  above, 
To  dwell  with  sinful  worms. 

4  To  dwell  with  misery  below, 

The  Saviour  left  the  skies  ; 
And  sunk  to  poverty  and  woe, 
That  wretched  man  might  rise. 

5  Adoring  angels  tun'd  their  songs 

To  hail  the  joyful  day  ; 
With  rapture  then  let  mortal  tongues 
Their  grateful  homage  pav. 
22* 

A, 


HYMN  23,  24, 


6  What  glory,  Lord,  to  thee  is  due  ! 
With  wonder  we  adore  ; 
But  could  we  sing-  as  angels  do, 
We'd  love  and  praise  thee  more. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  XXIII.    Long  Metre.  fc> 
Temptation  without  and  within. 

i  AWAKE,  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes. 
See  how  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array  a  numerous  host ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  or  thou  art  lost. 

3  See  how  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage  ; 
See  pleasure's  silken  banners  spread, 
And  willipg  souls  are  captive  Jed, 

3  I  tread  upon  enchanted  ground, 
Perils  and  snares  beset  me  round  ; 
O  let  me  then  guard  every  part, 
But  most,  the  traitor  in  my  heart. 

4  O  teach  thy  servant  how  to  wield, 
Blest  Saviour,  thy  immortal  shield  ; 
Put  on  thy  armour  from  above, 

Of  heavenly  truth  and  heavenly  love. 

£  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 

The  smiles  of  earth,  the  frowns  of  hell ; 
The  tempter  once  thou  didst  subdue, 
O  make  me  more  than  conqueror  too. 

Mis.  Barbauld. 

Hymn  XXIV.    Hallelujah  Metre. 
The  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

I      AWAKE,  our  drowsy  souls  ! 
Shake  off  each  slothful  band  ! 
The  wonders  of  this  day 
Our  noblest  songs  demand,  1 


HYMN  25. 


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Auspicious  morn,         Thy  blissful  rays 
Bright  seraphs  hail,       In  songs  of  praise  ! 

2  At  thy  approaching  dawn, 
Reluctant  death  resign'd 
The  glorious  Prince  of  life, 
In  the  dark  vault  confin'd. 

Th'  angelick  host  Around  him  bends, 

And,  midst  their  shouts,  The  Lord  ascends. 

3  All  hail  triumphant  Lord  ! 
Heaven  with  hosanna  rings  ; 
Whilst  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 
Thy  praise  responsive  sings. 

Worthy  art  thou,  Who  once  wast  slain*, 
Thro'  endless  years     To  live  and  reign. 

4  Gird  on,  great  King,  thy  sword, 
Ascend  thy  conquering  car, 
Whilst  justice,  truth  and  love 
Maintain  the  glorious  war. 

Victorious  thou,         Thy  foes  shalt  tread, 
And  sin  and  death       In  triumph  lead. 

5  Make  bare  thy  potent  arm, 
And  wing  th'  unerring  dart, 
With  salutary  pangs 

To  each  rebellious  heart. 
Then  dying  souls  For  life  shall  sue, 

Numerous  as  drops       Of  morning  dew. 

Rippon's  Collection. 

Hymn  XXV.    Long  Metre, 

The  Christian  Race. 

1  AW AKE,  our  souls  ;  away,  our  fears  ; 
Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  : 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race. 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 


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HYMN  26. 


2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
If  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  The  mighty  God,  whose  powerful  hand 
Has  matchless  works  of  wonder  done  ; 
And  shall  endure,  whilst  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  him,  the  overflowing  spring, 
Our  souls  shall  drink  a  rich  supply  ; 
Whilst  those  who  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  will  fly, 

Nor  tire  amidst  the  tieavenly  road.  Watts. 

Hymn  XXVI.    Long  Metre.  or 
Benefit  af  Ordinances. 

1  AWAY  from  every  mortal  care, 
Away  from  earth,  our  souls  retreat  ; 
We  leave  this  worthless  world  afar, 
And  wait  and  worship  near  thy  seat. 

2  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy  grace, 
We  bow  before  thee  and  adore  ; 
We  view  the  glories  of  thy  face, 
And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  power. 

S  Whilst  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn,  . 

United  prayers  ascend  on  high  ; 

And  faith  expects  a  sure  return 

Of  blessings  in  variety. 
4  If  Satan  rage,  and  sin  grow  strong, 

Here  we  receive  some  cheering  word  ; 

We  gird  the  gospel  armour  on, 

To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord, 


HYMN  27. 


2! 


5  Here,  when  our  spirit  faints  and  dies, 

And  conscience  smarts  with  inward  stings ; 
The  Sun  of  righteousness  shall  rise, 
With  healing  beams  beneath  his  wings. 

6  Here  would  our  ravish'd  souls  abide  ; 
Or  if  from  hence  we  must  depart, 
Let  neither  life  nor  death  divide 
Our  God  and  Saviour  from  our  heart. 

Altered  from  Watts.. 

Hymn  XXVII.    Lorn*  Metre,  & 
The  Word  made  Flesh. 

1  BEFORE  the  heavens  were  spread  abroad, 
From  everlasting  was  the  Word  ; 

With  God  he  was,  the  Word  was  God, 
And  by  th'  angelick  host  ador'd. 

2  By  his  great  power  were  all  things  made  ; 
By  him  supported,  all  things  stand  ; 

He  is  the  whole  creation's  Head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  host  of  morning  stars  ! 
Thy  generation  who  can  tell  ? 

Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years  ? 

4  But  lo,  he  leaves  these  heavenly  forms, 
The  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay  ; 
That  he  may  converse  hold  with  worms, 
Drest  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they. 

5  Mortals,  with  joy  beheld  his  face, 
Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 
How  full  of  truth,  how  full  of  grace  ! 
When  through  his  eyes  the  Godhead  shone. 

6  Arch-angels  leave  their  high  abode, 
To  learn  new  mysteries  here,  and  tell 
The  love  of  our  descending  God, 

The  glories  of  Emmanuel,  Watts. 


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HYMN  28,  29. 


Hymn  XXVIII.    Common  Metre,  m 
Faith  in  the  Promise  of  Salvation. 

1  BEGIN,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 

And  speak  some  lofty  thing  ; 
The  mighty  works*  or  mighty  name 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 

Or  sound  his  power  abroad  ; 
Sing  the  blest  promise  of  his  grace, 
And  the  performing  God. 

3  Proclaim  salvation  from  the  Lord, 

To  sinful,  dying  men  ; 
His  hand  has  writ  the  sacred  word, 
With  an  unerring  pen. 

4  Engrav'd  as  in  eternal  brass, 

The  gracious  promise  shines  ; 
Nor  shall  the  hand  of  time  erase 
Those  everlasting  lines. 

5  Then  why  these  doubts  and  sad  complaints  ? 

If  Christ  and  we  are  one, 
The  word  extends  to  all  the  saints, 
Who  humbly  love  the  Son. 

6  By  faith  in  this  our  souls  have  liv'd, 

And  part  of  heaven  possessed  ; 
We'll  praise  him  then  for  grace  receiv'd, 
And  trust  him  for  the  rest. 

Watts. 


Hymn  XXIX.    Particular  Metre.  % 
The  Resurrection  and  Glory  of  Christ. 

1  BEHOLD  !  the  bright  morning  appears, 
And  Jesus  revives  from  the  grave  ! 
His  rising  removes  all  our  fears, 
And  proves  him  almighty  to  save* 


HYMN  SO. 


2;; 


How  strong  were  his  tears  and  his  cries 
The  worth  of  his  blood  how  divine  ! 

How  perfect  his  great  sacrifice. 

Who  rose  though  he  suffer'd  for  sin  ! 

2  The  man  who  was  crowned  with  thorns, 

The  man  who  on  Calvary  died, 
The  man  who  bore  scourging  and  scorn, 

Whom  sinners  agreed  to  deride  ; 
Now  blessed  for  ever  is  made, 

And  life  has  rewarded  his  pain  ; 
Now  glory  has  crowned  his  head  ; 

This  is  the  true  Lamb  that  was  slain  ! 

3  Believing  we  share  in  his  joy, 
By  faith  we  partake  of  his  rest ; 

With  him  we  can  cheerfully  die, 

Fjr  with  him  we  hope  to  be  blest. 
'Tis  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home  ; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come  ! 

Hart. 


Hymn  XXX.    Common  Metre.  ^ 
Praise  to  the  Lamb  of  God. 

1  BEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

Amidst  the  Father's  throne  ! 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name  ! 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around  ; 
With  vials  full  of  odours  sweet, 
With  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Those  are  the  ofier'd  prayers  of  saints* 
And  these  the  hymns  they  raise  ; 

Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 


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HYMN  31. 


4  Now,  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head. 

5  Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free  ; 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

6  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Are  put  beneath  thy  power  ; 
Then  shorten  these  delaying  days, 

And  bring  the  promis'd  hour.  Watts. 


Hymn  XXXI.    Short  Metre. 
The  Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  BEHOLD  the  grace  appears  ! 

The  promise  is  fulfill'd  ! 
Mary,  the  wondrous  virgin,  bears, 
And  Jesus  is  the  child. 

2  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 

A  heavenly  form  appears  ; 
He  tells  the  shepherds  of  their  joys, 
And  banishes  their  fears. 

3  "  Go,  humble  swains,  said  he, 

"  To  David's  city  fly  ; 
"  The  promis'd  Infant  born  to  day 
w  Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 

4  "  With  looks  and  hearts  serene, 

u  Go  visit  Christ  your  King." 
And  straight  a  flaming  choir  was  seen, 
The  shepherds  heard  them  sing  : 

5  "  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

"  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  ! 
"  Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
"  At  the  Redeemer's  birth  ! 


HYMN  S2. 


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6  In  worship  so  divine, 

Let  saints  employ  their  tongues  ; 
With  the  celestial  host  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs. 

7  "  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

"  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  ! 
"  Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
"  At  our  Redeemer's  birth." 

Watts. 

Hymn  XXXII.       Common  Metre.  5 
The  Ignorance  of  Mas. 

1  BEHOLD  the  new  born  infant  griev'd^ 

With  hunger,  thirst  and  pain  ! 
It  cries  to  have  its  wants  reliev'd, 
But  knows  not  to  complain. 

2  Such  childhood  yet  I  must  confess, 

Though  long  in  years  mature  ; 
Unknowing  whence  I  feel  distress, 
And  where  to  seek  its  cure. 

3  Author  of  good  !  to  thee  I  turn  ; 

Thy  ever  watchful  eye 
Alone,  can  all  my  wants  discern, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

4  O  let  thy  fear  within  me  dwell, 
Thy  love  my  footsteps  guide  ; 

That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel, 
That  fear,  all  fears  beside. 

5  And  since,  by  error's  force  subdued, 

My  oft  misguided  will 
Preposterous  shuns  the  latent  good, 
And  grasps  the  specious  ill  ; 

6  Not  to  my  wish,  but  to  my  \yant, 

Do  thou  thy  gifts  apply  ; 
Unask'd,  what  good  thou  knowest,  grant* 
What  ill,  though  ask'd,  deny. 


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HYMN  33,  34. 


Hymn  XXXIII.    Long  Metre.  b 
A  grave  and  decent  Deportment. 

1  BEHOLD  the  sons  and  heirs  of  God, 
So  dearly  bought  with  Jesus'  blood  \ 
Are  they  not  born  to  heavenly  joys  ? 
And  shall  they  stoop  to  earthly  toys  ? 

2  Can  laughter  feed  th*  immortal  mind  I 
Were  spirits  of  celestial  kind 

Made  for  a  jest,  for  sport,  for  play, 
To  wear  out  time  and  waste  the  day  I 

3  Doth  vain  discourse  or  empty  mirth 
Well  suit  the  honours  of  their  birth  ? 
Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 

Which  children  love,  which  fools  admire  ? 
4?  What  if  we  wear  the  richest  vest  ? 
Peacocks  and  flies  are  better  drest ; 
This  flesh,  with  all  its  gaudy  forms, 
Must  drop  to  dust  and  feed  the  worms. 

5  Lord,  raise  our  hearts  and  passions  higher, 
Touch  our  vain  souls  with  sacred  fire  : 
Then,  with  a  heaven-directed  eye, 

We'll  pass  these  glittering  trifles  by. 

6  We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below, 
With  such  disdain  as  angels  do  ; 
And  wait  the  call  that  bids  us  rise, 
To  mansions  promis'd  in  the  skies. 

Watts. 

Hymn  XXXIV.    Common  Metre.      or  b 
The  repenting  Prodigal. 

1  BEHOLD  the  wretch  whose  lust  and  wine 

Had  wasted  his  estate  I 
He  begs  a  share  among  the  swine, 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat. 

2  "  I  die  with  hunger  here,"  he  cries, 

"  X  starve  in  foreign  lands  ; 


HYMN  35. 


"  My  Father's  house  has  large  supplies, 
"  And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

3  «  I'll  go,  and,  with  a  mournful  tongue, 

«  Fall  down  before  his  face  ; 
"  Father,  I've  done  thy  justice  wrong, 
"  Nor  can  deserve  thy  grace." 

4  He  said,  and  hasten'd  to  his  home,, 

To  seek  his  Father's  love  ; 
The  Father  saw  the  rebel  come, 
And  all  his  bowels  move. 

5  He  ran  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 

Embrac'd  and  kiss'd  his  son  ; 
The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake, 
For  follies  he  had  done. 

6  "  Take  off  his  clothes  of  shame  and  sin, 

"  The  Father  gives  command  ; 
"  Dress  him  in  garments  white  and  clean, 
"  With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 

7  a  A  clay  of  feasting  I  ordain, 

"  Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  ; 
"  My  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again, 
"  Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

Watts. 

Hymn  XXXV.    Short  Metre. 

Adoption. 

1  BEHOLD,  what  wondrous  grace 

The  Father  hath  bestow'd 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God  ! 

2  *Tis  no  surprising  thing, 

That  we  should  be  unknown  ; 
The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlasting  Son. 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  shall  be  made  ; 


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HYMN  36. 


But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

4  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure  ; 
May  cleanse  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in  our  Father's  love 

We  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
x  To  rest  upon  our  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie, 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne  ! 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

Watts. 


H?mn  XXXVI.    Long  Metre,    m  or  b 
The  better  Part. 

1  BESET  with  snares,  and  fill'd  with  dread, 
In  life's  uncertain  path  we  tread  ; 
Saviour  divine,  diffuse  thy  light, 

To  guide  our  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  our  roving  treacherous  heart, 
To  choose  the  wise,  the  better  part ; 
To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 

For  joys  that  never  fade  away. 

3  Then  let  the  fiercest  storms  arise, 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies  ; 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  we  fear,  * 
But  all  our  treasure  with  us  bear. 

4  If  then  our  Saviour  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  we  live,  and  joyful  die  ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  a  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 

Doddridge, 


HYMN  37. 


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Hymn  XXXVII.    Long  Metre. 
The  Beatitudes. 

1  BLEST  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

3  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war ; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 

4  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied  and  fed, 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

5  Blest  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move, 
And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Christ  the  Lord,  they  shall  obtain 
Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 

6  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  power  of  sin  ; 

With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

7  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  calPd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

8  Blest  are  the  sufferers,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

^3*  Watts. 


so 


HYMN  38,  39. 


Hymn  XXXVIII.    Common  Metre,  ?k 
The  Hope  of  the  Resurrection. 

1  BLEST  be  the  everlasting  God, 

The  Father  of  our  Lord  ; 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
His  majesty  ador'd. 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  call'd  him  to  the  sky  ; 
He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope, 
That  they  should  never  die. 

3  What,  though  his  uncontrolPd  decree 

Command  our  flesh  to  dust  ? 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose, 
So  all  his  followers  must. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine, 

Reserv'd  against  that  day  ; 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefH'd, 
And  cannot  fade  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept 

Till  the  salvation  come  ; 
We  walk  by  faith  as  strangers  here, 

Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home.  Watts. 


Hymn  XXXIX.    Common  Metre,  m 
Benevolence  rewarded. 

1  BLEST  is  the  man  whose  tender  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  rais'd  in  vain. 

2  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth, 

A  stranger's  woe  to  feel ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 
Z  He  spreads  his  kind  supporting  arms 
To  every  child  of  grief; 


HYMN  40.  SI 

His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings  unask'd  relief. 

4*  To  gentle  offices  of  love, 
His  feet  are  never  slow  ; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  his  foe. 

5  Peace,  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 

Peace  shall  to  him  be  given  ; 
His  soul  shall  rest  secure  on  earth, 
And  find  its  native  heaven. 

6  To  him  protection  shall  be  shown  ; 

And  mercy,  from  above, 
Descend  on  those,  who  thus  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

Mrs.  Barb au lb. 

Hymn.  XL.    Particular  Metre.  %g 
The  Gospel  Jubilee. 

1  BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
The  gladly  solemn  sound  I 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  son  of  God  ! 
The  sin -atoning  Lamb  ; 
Redemption,  by  his  blood, 
Through  every  land  proclaim  ; 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought 
The  heritage  above, 

Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
•Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 


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HYMN  41 


4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive, 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live. 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

5  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  pardoning  grace  ; 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face  ! 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

6  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Has  full  atonement  made  j 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest, 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

Rippon's  Collection. 

Hymn  XLI.    Long  Metre.  or  fc> 

The  incomprehensible  God. 

1  CAN  creatures  to  perfection  find 
Th'  eternal  uncreated  Mind  ? 

Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  his  nature  out  ? 

2  'Tis  high  as  heaven,  'tis  deep  as  hell, 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3  God  is  a  King  of  power  unknown  ; 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose  ? 
Or  ask  him  why  or  what  he  does  ? 

4  He  frowns,  and  darkness  veils  the  moon  ; 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noo  n 


HYMN  42. 


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The  pillars  of  heaven's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

5  He  gave  the  vaulted  heaven  its  form, 
The  crooked  serpent  and  the  worm  ; 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 
And  smites  the  sons  of  pride  to  death. 

6  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  ! 
But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face  ? 
Who  can  endure  his  light,  or  stand, 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 

Watts. 

Hymn  XLII.  Common  Metre.     ^  or  b 
God  incomprehensible. 

1  CELESTIAL  King,  our  spirits  lie, 

Trembling  beneath  thy  feet  ; 
And  wish,  and  cast  a  longing  eye, 
To  reach  thy  lofty  seat. 

2  In  thee,  what  endless  wonders  meet  ! 

What  various  glories  shine  ! 
The  dazzling  rays  too  fiercely  beat 
Upon  our  fainting  mind. 

3  Angels  are  lost  in  glad  surprise, 

If  thou  unveil  thy  grace  ; 
And  humble  awe  runs  through  the  skies? 
When  wrath  arrays  thy  face. 

4  Created  powers,  how  weak  they  be  ! 

How  short  our  praises  fall  ! 
So  much  akin  to  nothing,  we, 
And  thou,  th'  eternal  All. 

5  Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  souls, 

And  awfully  adore  ; 
For  the  weak  pinions  of  our  minds 
Can  stretch  a  thought  no  more. 

Smart1. 


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HYMN  43,  44. 


Hymn  XLIII.    Long  Metre.      m  or  ^ 
The  Presence  of  God  mortifying  us  to  the  World. 

1  COME,  blessed  Lord,  descend  and  dwell 
By  faith  and  love  within  our  breast  ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste  and  feel 
Such  joys  as  cannot  be  express'd. 

2  Gome,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength, 
Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 

And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth  and  length 
Of  thy  unmeasurable  grace. 

3  Could  we  but  pierce  the  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  th'  eternal  skies  ; 

What  little  things  these  worlds  would  be  ; 
How  despicable  in  our  eyes  ! 

4  Great  All  in  All,  eternal  King  ! 
Could  we  but  view  thy  glorious  face, 
Then  all  our  powers  should  join  to  sing 
Thy  boundless  wisdom  and  thy  grace. 

5  Now  to  the  God,  whose  power  in  heaven 
And  earth,  has  works  of  wonder  done, 
Be  everlasting  honours  given, 

By  all  the  church,  thro'  Christ  his  Son. 

Watts. 

Hymn  XLIV.    Common  Metre. 
Prajse  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

1  COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 
^      With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 

Ten  thousand  thousands  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 
«  To  be  exalted  thus  ; " 

«  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us." 


HYMN  45. 


3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise, 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  Him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

Watts. 

Hymn  XLV.    Common  Metre.  3$ 
The  Joys  of  Heaven. 

1  COME,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart, 

Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue  ; 
And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
Their  influence  to  our  song. 

2  Sorrow  and  pain  and  every  care, 

And  discord  there  shall  cease  ; 
And  perfect  joy  and  love  sincere 
Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 

3  The  soul,  from  sin  for  ever  free, 

Shall  mourn  its  power  no  more  ; 
But,  cloth'd  in  spotless  purity, 
Redeeming  love  adore. 

4  There,  on  a  throne,  how  dazzling  bright, 

Th'  exalted  Saviour  shines  ; 
And  beams  ineffable  delight 
On  all  the  heavenly  minds. 

5  There  shall  the  follewers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  songs ; 
And  endless  honours  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 


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HYMN  46,  47. 


6  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love, 
Our  feeble  notes  inspire  ; 
Till,  in  thy  blissful  courts  above, 
We  join  th'  angelick  choir. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  XLVI.    Long  Metre.       or  b 
Weary  Souls  invited  to  Rest. 

1  COME,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distress'd, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promis'd  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 

O  come,  and  spread  your  woes  to  God  ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt,  and  heal^your  woes  ; 
Pardon  and  life  and  endless  peace, 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace  I 

4  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart  ; 
We  come  with  trembling ;  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

5  Great  Saviour,  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove  ; 
May  that  sweet  influence  in  our  breast, 
Prepare  us  for  thy  heavenly  rest. 

'Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  XLVIL    Short  Metre. 
Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 
1  COME,  we  that  love  tire  Lord, 
And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 


HYMN  48. 


sr 


2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

Who  never  knew  our  God ; 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  This  heavenly  King  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  Love  ; 
He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  powers^ 
To  raise  otir  souls  above. 

4  There,  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin ; 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace^ 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

5  Yes,  and  before  we  rise 

To  that  immortal  state, 
The  thought  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

6  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
We're  marching  thro'  Immanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

Watts. 


Hymn  XLVIII.    Common  Metre. 
Christ  the  King  of  Saints. 

1  COME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
And  joy  to  make  it  known ; 
The  Sovereign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2"  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour,  crown'd 
With  glories  all  divine  ; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round, 
How  bright  these  glories  shine. 

3s  Infinite  power  and  boundless  love 
In  him  unite  their  rays  ; 

24  *  .  , 


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HYMN  49. 


You  that  his  heavenly  influence  prove, 
Can  you  forbear  his  praise  ? 

4  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

5  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise  ; 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain. 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

6  O  happy  period  !  glorious  day  ! 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
With  all  their  powers^  the  raptur'd  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise.       Mrs.  Steele, 

Hymn  XLIX.  Common  Metre.  m 
The  happy  End  of  th^  Christian  Course. 

1  DEATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 

And  bear  my  spirit  home  ; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 
Nor  my  salvation  come  ? 

2  With  heavenly  weapons  I  have  fought 

The  battles  of  the  Lord  ; 
Finish'd  my  course,  and  kept  the  faith, 
And  wait  the  sure  reward. 

3  Gqd  has  laid  up  in  heaven  for  me, 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ;  * 
The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day, 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone  ; 
But  all  who  hop©  and  long  to  see 
Th*  appearance  of  his  Son. 

5,  Jesus,  the  Lord,  shall  guard  me  safe 
From  every  ill  design  ; 


HYMN  50. 


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And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom  keep 
This  feeble  soul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  everlasting  aid, 

My  portion  and  my  friend  ; 
To  him  be  highest  glory  paid, 
Through  ages  without  end. 

Altered  from  Watts. 

Hymn  L.      Long  Metre. 
Christ  the  Physician  of  the  Soul. 

1  DEEP  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made  ; 
Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure  ? 

In  vain,  alas,  is  nature's  aid, 

The  wrork  exceeds  her  utmost  power. 

2  Sin,  like  a  raging  fever,  reigns 
With  fatal  strength  in  every  part  ; 
The  dire  Contagion  fills  the  veins, 
And  spreads  its  poison  to  the  heart. 

3  But  can  no  sovereign  balm  be  found  ? 
And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh, 

To  ease  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  for  ever  fly  ? 

4  Yes,  there's  a  great  Physician  near  ; 
Look  up,  my  fainting  soul,  and  live  ! 
See,  in  his  heavenly  smiles  appear 
Such  help  as  nature  cannot  give  I 

5  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 
Life,  health  and  bliss  abundant  flow ! 
*Tis  only  that  dear  sacred  flood 
Can  ease  thy  pain  and  heal  thy  woe. 

6  Sin  throws  in  vain  its  pointed  dart, 
For  here  a  sovereign  cure  is  found  ; 
A  cordial  for  the  fainting  heart, 

A  balm  for  every  painful  wound, 

Mrs.  Steele* 


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HYMN' 51,  52. 


Hymn  LI.      Long  Metre.      y&  or  J> 
The  Sight  of  Christ  in  Heaven. 

1  DESCEND,  ye  hosts  of  angels  bright, 
And  bear  us  on  your  guardian  wings, 
Through  regions  of  celestial  light, 
Above  the  reach  of  earthly  things ; 

2  Beyond  this  curtain  of  the  sky, 
Up  where  eternal  ages  roll ! 
Where  solid  pleasures  never  die, 
And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 

3  O  for  a  beatifrck  sight 

Of  our  Almighty  Father's  throne  ! 

There  sits  our  Saviour,  crown'd  with  light, 

ClothM  with  a  body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 
And  heavenly  powers  before  him  fall ; 
The  God  shines  gracious  through  the  man, 
And  sheds  bright  glories  on  them  all. 

5  What  joys  unspeakable  they  feel ! 
Whilst  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing  ; 
And  echo  from  each  heavenly  hill, 
The  glorious  triumph  of  their  King; 

6  O  may  the  happy  day  draw  nigh, 
When  we  shall  rise  to  realms  above, 
To  join  the  musick  of  the  sky, 
And  celebrate  redeeming  love. 

Watts,  altered* 

Hymn  LII.    Common  Metre.      ^  or  b 
Ardent  Love  to  Christ. 

i  DO  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 
Behold  my  heart  and  see  ; 
And  turn  each  worthless  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee* 


HYMN  53.  41 

2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 
To  my  enraptur'd  ear  ? 
Doth  not  my  pulse  with  pleasure  beat, 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 
5  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 
I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

4  Would  not  my  ardent  spirit  vie 

With  angels  round  thy  throne, 
To  execute  thy  sacred  will, 
And  make  thy  glory  known  ? 

5  Would  not  my  heart  pour  out  its  blood, 

In  honour  of  thy  name  ? 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  th'  immortal  flame  ? 

6  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ; 

But  how  1  long  to  soar 
Above  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 

Aud  learn  to  love  thee  more  1  Doddridge. 

Hymn  LIII.    Long  Metre.    x  or  (-> 

Christian  Privileges  and  Obligations. 

1  DOST  thou  my  worthless  name  record, 
Free  of  thy  holy  city,  Lord  ? 

Am  I,  a  sinner,  calTd  to  share 
The  precious  privileges  there  ? 

2  Art  thou  my  King,  my  Father  sty  I'd  ? 
And  I  thy  servant  and  thy  child  ? 
Whilst  many  of  the  human  race 

Are  aliens  from  thy  Zion's  grace  ? 

3  Lo,  wretched  millions  draw  their  breath 
In  lands  of  ignorance  and  death  ! 

But  I  enjoy  my  share  of  time 
Within  thy  gospel's  favour' d  clime. 


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HYMN  54. 


4  Shall  I  receive  this  grace  in  vain  I 
Shall  I  my  great  vocation  stain  ? 
Away,  ye  works  in  darkness  wrought ! 
Away,  each  sensual,  wanton  thought  1 

5  My  soul,  I  charge  thee  to  excel, 
In  thinking  right  and  acting  well ; 
Deep  let  thy  searching  powers  engage, 
Unbias'd  in  the  sacred  page. 

6  Heighten  the  force  of  good  desire ; 
To  deeds  of  shining  worth  aspire  ; 
More  firm  in  fortitude,  despise 
The  world's  seducing  vanities. 

7  Strong  and  more  strong,  thy  passions  rule,, 
Advancing  still  in  virtue's  school ; 
Contending  still,  with  noble  strife, 

To  imitate  thy  Saviour's  life. 

Scott. 

Hymn  LIV.       Long  Metre: 
The  only  living  and  true  God. 
(Psalm  86.) 

1  ETERNAL  God,  almighty  Cause 

Of  earth  and  sea  and  worlds  unknown  ; 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws,  x 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands, 
Of  all  within  itself  possest; 
Controll'd  by  none  are  thy  commands  ; 
Thou  from  thyself  alone  art  blest. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourselves  we  owe, 
To  thee  alone  our  homage  pay ; 
All  other  gods  we  disavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  sway. 

4  In  thee,  O  Lord,  our  hope  shall  rest, 
Fountain  of  peace  and  joy  and  love  t 


HYMN  «Jf. 


43 


Thy  favour  only  makes  us  blest ; 
Without  thee,  all  would  nothing  prove, 

5  Worship  to  thee  alone  belongs, 
Worship  to  thee  alone  we  give  ; 

Thine  be  our  hearts,  and  thine  our  songs, 
And  to  thy  glory  we  would  live. 

6  Spread  thy  great  name  through  heathen  lands, 
Their  idol  deities  dethrone  ; 

Subdue  the  world  to  thy  commands, 
And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 

Brown. 

Hymn  LV.      Common  Metre.  ^ 
The  Consolations  of  Age. 

1  ETERNAL  God,  enthron'd  on  high, 

Whom  angel  hosts  adore  ; 
Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh, 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  O  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age, 

And  keep  my  passions  cool ; 
Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practise  every  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on, 

My  strength  must  soon  decay  ; 
My  friends,  my  youth's  companions  gone, 
Can  I  expect  to  stay  ? 

4  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death 

Projects  his  awful  dart  ? 
Can  medicines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
Or  cordials  shield  my  heart  ? 

5  But  thou  canst  cheer  my  mortal  hour. 

On  thee  my  hope  depends  ; 
Support  me  by  Almighty  power, 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 


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HYMN  56,  57. 


6  Then  let  my  soul,  O  gracious  God, 

Ascend  to  realms  of  day  ; 
And,  in  that  sacred  blest  abode, 
Its  endless  anthems  pay. 

7  Throughout  the  heaven's  remotest  bound 

Thy  matchless  love  proclaim  ; 
And  join  the  choir  of  saints  that  sound 
Their  great  Redeemer's  name. 

B.  Williams's  Collection. 

Hymn  LVI.       Long  Metre.  3£ 
Preserving  Goodness. 

1  ETERNAL  God,  I  bless  thy  name, 

The  same  thy  power,  thy  grace  the  same  ; 
The  tokens  of  thy  friendly  care 
Open  and  close  and  crown  the  year. 

2  Supported  by  thy  guardian  hand, 
Amidst  ten  thousand  deaths  I  stand ; 
And  see,  when  I  survey  thy  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  thy  arm  has  led  me  on, 
Thus  far  I  make  thy  mercy  known  ; 
And  whilst  I  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 

4  My  grateful  voice  on  Jordan's  shore 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more  ; 
Then  bear,  in  thy  bright  courts  above, 
Inscriptions  of  immortal  love. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  LVII.      Common  Metre. 
Joy  and  Gratitude. 

1  ETERNAL  Love  !  how  large  the  sum, 
Of  blessings  from  thy  hand  ! 
To  banish  sorrow  and  be  blest 
Is  thy  supreme  command. 


HYMN  58. 


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2  Joy  is  our  duty,  glory,  health, 

The  sunshine  of  the  soul ; 
The  best  return  that  we  can  make 

To  him  who  plans  the  whole.  Youn<l 

3  Whatever,  Lord,  of  earthly  bliss, 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace. 
Let  this  petition  rise : 

4  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ;  „. 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee, 

5  Let  the  blest  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

Rippon's  Collection. 


Hymn  LVIII.       Long'  Metre. 
God  exalted  above  all  Praise. 

1  ETERNAL  Power,  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  the  God, 
Extending  far  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  inferior  rounds ; 

2  The  lowest  step  beneath  thy  seat 
Rises  too  high  lor  Gabriel's  feet ; 
In  vain  the  tall  arch-angel  tries 

To  reach  its  height,  with  wondering  eyes. 

3  Thy  dazzling  glory  whilst  he  sings, 
He  hides  his  face  behind  his  wings, 
And  ranks  of  thrones  and  powers  around? 
Fall  prostrate  on  the  heavenly  ground. 

4  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do  ! 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too ; 


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HYMN  59, 


From  lowest  dust  to  thee  we  cry, 
The  great,  the  holy,  and  the  high. 

5  Earth  from  afar  hath  heard  thy  fame, 
And  men  have  learn'd  to  lisp  thy  name  ; 
But  the  full  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

6  God  is  in  heaven,  and  men  below  ; 

Be  short  our  hymns,  our  words  be  few  ; 
A  sacred  reverence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  is  silent  on  our  tongues. 

Watts. 

Hymn  LIX.    Long  Metre. 
Divine  Goodness. 

1  ETERNAL  Source  of  every  joy  ! 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ  ; 
Whilst  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 

Thy  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  earth  and  planets  roll, 

Thy  hand  supports  and  cheers  the  whole  ; 
By  thee,  the  sun  is  taught  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigour  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Seasons  and  months  and  weeks  and  days 
Demand  successive  hymns  of  praise  ; 
Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  mprning  light  and  evening  shade, 

5  O  may  our  more  harmonious  tongues, 
In  worlds  unknown,  pursue  the  songs, 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

Liverpool  Collection- 


HYMN  60,  61. 


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Hymn  LX.  Long  Metre.  38? 
The  Influences  of  the  Divine  Spirit. 

1  ETERNAL  Spirit,  we  confess, 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  ! 
Thy  power  conveys  the  blessings  down. 
From  God  the  Father  and  his  Son. 

2  Enlightened  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day  ; 
Thy  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  gentle  influence  works  within, 
And  breaks  the  chains  of  reigning  sin  i 
Doth  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  forms  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice. 
It  makes  the  broken  heart  rejoice  ; 

Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 
And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

Watts. 

Hymn  LXI.       Common  Metre. 

Creating  Wisdom. 

1  ETERNAL  Wisdom  1  thee  we  praise, 

Thee,  all  thy  creatures  sing  ; 
With  thy  great  name,  rocks,  hills  and  seas 
And  heaven's  high  arches  ring, 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  die,  * 
And  starr'd  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  There  dost  thou  make  the  globes  of  light, 

Their  endless  circles  run  ; 
There,  the  pale  planets  rule  the  night, 
And  day  obeys  the  sun, 


4* 


HYMN  62. 


4  The  roaring  winds  stand  ready  there, 

Thy  orders  to  obey  t 
With  spreading  wings,  they  sweep  the  air? 
To  make  thy  chariot  way. 

5  The  rolling  mountains  of  the  deep 

Observe  thy  strong  command  ; 
Thy  breath  can  raise  the  billows  steep^ 
Or  sink  them  to  the  sand. 

6  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  our  feeble  sight, 
Through  skies  and  seas  and  solid  ground^ 
With  terror  and  delight. 

7  Infinite  strength  and  equal  skill 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad  ; 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

Watts. 

Hymn  LXIf.    Long  Metre. 
Christ  exalted  a  Prince  and  a  Saviour. 

1  EXALTED  Ptince  of  life,  we  own 
The  royal  honours  of  thy  throne  ; 
'Tis  fix'd  by  God's  almighty  hand, 
And  seraphs  bow  at  thy  command. 

2  Exalted  Saviour,  we  confess 

The  sovereign  triumphs  of  thy  grace  ; 
Where  beams  of  gentle  radiance  shine5 
And  temper  majesty  divine. 

3  Wide  thy  resistless  sceptre  sway, 
Till  all  thy  enemies  obey  • 

Wide  may  thy  cross  its  virtue  prove, 
And  conquer  millions  by  thy  love. 

4  Mighty  to  vanquish  and  forgive  \ 

Thitwe  Israel  sb'&II  repent  and  live  j 


HYMN  63,  64. 


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And  loujfi  proclaim  thy  healing  breath, 
Which  gives  them  life  who  wrought  thy  death. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  LXIII.    Common  Metre.  or 

Walking  by  Faith. 

1  FAITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 

Of  things  beyond  our  sight ; 
It  pierces  through  the  veil  of  sense^ 
And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 

2  It  sets  time  past  in  present  view, 

Brings  distant  prospects  home  ; 
Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 

3  By  faith  we  know  the  world  was  made 

By  God's  almighty  word  \ 
We  know  the  heavens  and  earth  shall  fade,. 
And  be  again  restor'd. 

4  Abrah'm  obey'd  the  Lord's  command, 

From  his  own  country  driven  ; 
By  faith  he  sought  a  promis'd  land, 
But  found  his  rest  in  heaven. 

5  Thus  through  life's  pilgrimage  we  stray? 

The  promise  in  our  eye  ; 
By  faith  ws  walk  the  narrow  way, 
That  leads  to  joy  on  high. 

Altered  from  Watts. 


Hymn  LXIV.    Long  Metre.    *  or  5 
Preparation  for  religious  Worship. 

1  FAR  ft  om  my  thoughts,  vain  world, be  gone. 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone  ; 
From  flesh  and  sense  I  would  be  free, 
And  hold  communion,  Lord,  with  thee 

2S 


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HYMN  65. 


2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire, 

To  see  thy  grace,  to  taste  thy  love, 
And  feel  thine  influence  from  above. 

3  When  I  can  say  that  God  is  mine,  - 
When  I  can  see  thy  glories  shine  ; 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
And  all  that  men  call  rich  and  great. 

4  Send  comfort  down  from  thy  right  hand, 
To  cheer  me  in  this  barren  land  i 

And  in  thy  temple  let  me  know 

The  joys  that  from  thy  presence  flow. 

Altered  from  Watts. 

Hymn  LXV.    Common  Metre.  m 
The  Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  FATHER,  is  not  thy  promise  sure 

To  thy  exalted  Son  ? 
That  through  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Thy  word  of  life  shall  run  ! 

2  "  Ask  and  receive  the  heathen  lands,, 

For  thine  inheritance, 
And  to  the  world's  remotest  ends 
Thy  empire  shall  advance." 

3  Hast  thou  not  said,  the  blinded  Jews 

Shall  their  Redeemer  own  ? 
Whilst  Gentiles  to  his  standard  crowd, 
And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 

4  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes  and  tongues^ 

Beneath  the  arch  of  heaven, 
To  the  dominion  of  thy  Son, 
Without  exception,  given  ? 

5  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south* 

Then  be  his  name  ador'd, 


HYMN  66. 


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Let  earth  with  all  its  millions  shout 
Hosanna  to  the  Lord. 

Rippon's  Collection* 


Hymst  LXVI.    Common  Metre.       or  5 
The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  FATHER  of  all!  Eternal  Mind  ! 

Thou  great  and  good  alone  ! 
Thy  children,  form'd  and  bless'd  by  thee, 
Approach  thy  sacred  throne. 

2  Thy  name  in  hallow'd  strains  be  sung  I 

We  join  the  solemn  praise, 
To  thy  great  name  with  heart  and  tongue. 
Our  cheerful  homage  raise. 

S  Thy  righteous,  miid,  and  equal  reign, 
Let  every  being  own  ; 
And  in  our  minds,  thy  work  divine, 
Erect  thy  gracious  throne. 

4  As  angels,  round  thy  seat  above, 

Thy  blest  commands  fulfil ; 
So  may  thy  creatures  here  below, 
Perform  thy  heavenly  will. 

5  On  thee  we  day  by  day  depend, 

Our  daily  wants  supply  ; 
And  feed  with  truth  and  virtue  pure. 
Our  souls  which  never  die. 

6  Extend  thy  grace  to  every  fault, 

And  let  thy  love  forgive  ; 
Teach  us  divine  forgiveness  too, 
Nor  let  resentment  live. 

7  Where  tempting  snares  beset  the  way. 

Permit  us  not  to  tread  ; 
Avert  the  threatening  evil  near, 
From  our  unguarded  head. 


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HYMN  67. 


8  Tliy  sacred  name  we  thus  adore, 
And  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
For  kingdom,  power  and  glory,  Lord, 
Belong  to  thee  alone. 

Liverpool  Collection. 

Hymn  LXVIL    Common  Metre. 
1'he  Universal  Prayer. 

1  FATHER  of  all  !  whose  cares  extend, 

To  earth's  remotest  shore  ; 
Through  every  age  let  praise  ascend, 
And  every  clime  adore. 

2  Yet  not  to  earth's  contracted  span, 

Thy  goodness  let  me  bound  ; 
Or  think  thee  Lord  alone  of  man, 
When  thousand  worlds  are  round. 

3  To  thee,  whose  presence  fills  all  space, 

The  earth,  the  air,  the  skies  ; 
One  chorus  let  all  beings  raise, 
All  nature's  incense  rise  ! 

4  Father  of  all  !  whose  tender  care 

Does  every  want  supply ; 
To  thee  I  pour  the  fervent  prayer, 
And  raise  the  filial  eye. 

5  What  blessings  thy  free  bounty  gives 

Let  me  not  cast  away  ; 
Who  gratefully  enjoys  and  lives, 
Does  the  best  homage  pay. 

6  Save  me  alike  from  foolish  pride. 

Or  impious  discontent, 
At  aught  thy  wisdom  has  denied. 
Or  aught  thy  goodness  lent. 

7  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  woe. 

To  hide  the  faults  I  see  ; 
That  mercy  I  to  others  show, 
That  mercy  show  to  me. 


HYMN  68. 


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%  Let  not  this  weak  unknowing  hand 
Presume  thy  bolts  to  throw, 
And  deal  destruction  round  the  land, 
On  each  I  judge  thy  foe. 

9  If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart, 

Still  in  the  right  to  stay  ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  O  teach  my  heart 
To  find  that  better  way. 

10  This  day,  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot; 

But,  all  beneath  the  sun, 
Thou  know'st  if  best  bestow'd  or  not  ; 
Then  let  thy  will  be  done. 

Altered  from  Pope. 


Hymn  LXVIII.    Common  Metre,  j%  or  fc) 

Prudence. 

1  FATHER  of  light !  conduct  my  feet 

Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road  ; 
Let  each  advancing  step  still  bring 
Me  nearer  to  my  God. 

2  Let  heav'n  ey'd  prudence  be  my  guide5 

And  when  I  go  astray, 
Recal  my  feet  from  folly's  path, 
To  wisdom's  better  way. 

3  Teach  me  in  every  various  scene 

To  keep  my  end  in  sight  ; 
And  whilst  I  tread  life's  mazy  trackj 
Let  wisdom  guide  me  right. 

4  Thac  heavenly  wisdom  from  above 

Abundantly  impart  ; 
And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  warm, 
And  penetrate  my  heart. 

5  Till  it  shall  lead  me  to  thyself, 

.   '  "  .  of  bliss  and  love. 


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HYMN  69,  70. 


And  all  my  darkness  be  dispers'd, 

In  endless  light  above.  Smart. 

Hymn  LXIX.    Long  Metre.  m 
Praise  for  Rain  and  fruitful  Seasons. 

1  FATHER  of  light  !  we  sing  thy  name, 
Who  made  the  sun  to  rule  the  day  : 
Wide  as  he  spreads  his  golden  flame, 
His  beams  thy  power  and  love  display. 

2  Fountain  of  good  !  from  thee  proceed 
The  copious  showers  of  genial  rain  ; 
Which,  o'er  the  hill  and  through  the  mead, 
Revive  the  grass  and  swell  the  grain. 

3  Through  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  spread  j 
Yet  thousands  of  our  guilty  race, 
Though  by  thy  daily  goodness  fed, 
Transgress  thy  law,  abuse  thy  grace. 

4  Not  so,  shall  our  forgetful  hearts 
O'erlook  the  tokens  of  thy  care  ; 
But,  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts, 
Receive  in  praise,  and  ask  in  prayer. 

5  So  shall  the  sun  more  grateful  shine, 
And  showers  in  welcome  drops  shall  fall  ; 
When  all  our  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
And  thou,  our  God,  enjoy'd  in  all. 

6  Jesus  J  our  brighter  Sun,  arise, 

In  plenteous  showers,  thy  Spirit  send, 
Earth  then  shall  grow  to  Paradise ; 
And  in  celestial  Eden  end. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  LXX.    Long  Metre.  % 
At  the  Ordination  of  a  Minister. 

I  FATHER  of  mercies  !  in  thy  house 
We  pay  our  homage  and  our  vows  j 


HYMN  71. 


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Whilst  with  a  grateful  heart  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose, 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
SGatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  sprang  th'  Afiostle's  honour'd  name, 
Sacred  beyond  heroick  fame  ; 

Hence  dictates  the  jirofihetick  sage, 
And  hence  the  evangelick  page. 

4  In  lower  forms  to  bless  our  eyes, 
Pastors  from  hence  and  Teachers  rise  ; 
Who,  though  with  feebler  rays  they  shine, 
Still  mark  a  long  extended  line. 

5  From  Christ  their  varied  gifts  derive, 
And,  fed  by  him,  their  graces  live  ; 
Whilst,  guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 
Amidst  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand. 

6  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run, 
Though  all  the  courses  of  the  sun  ; 
Whilst  unborn  churches,  by  their  care, 
Shall  rise  and  flourish  large  and  fair. 

7  Jesus,  our  Lord,  their  hearts  shall  know 
The  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  flow ; 
Pastors  and  people  shout  his  praise, 
Through  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 

Doddridge. 


Hymn  LXXI.    Common  Metre.  3% 
The  Excellency  and  Sufficiency  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 


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HYMN  72. 


2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Treasures  beyond  what  earth  can  grant. 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows? 

And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Sublimer  fruits  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  j 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

Our  study  and  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  we  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

6  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  for  ever  near  ; 
Teach  us  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  our  Saviour  there. 

Mrs.  Steele; 

4 — —~   ■   1  ~  1 

Hymn  LXXIL    Common  Metre.  or 
Love  to  oar  Neighbour* 

I  FATHER  of  mercies  !  send  thy  grace, 

All  powerful,  from  above, 
To  form,  in  our  obedient  souls, 

The  image  of  thy  love. 
%  O  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That  generous  pleasure  know ; 
Kindly  to  share  another's  joy, 

And  weep  for  others'  woe. 
3  Whene'er  the  helpless  sons  of  want 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 


HYMN  73. 


Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel. 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  look'd  on  wretched  man, 

When  seated  in  the  skies ; 
Amidst  the  glories  of  that  world, 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground  ; 
And  shed  his  rich  and  precious  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

Doddridge. 


Hymn  LXXIII.    Long'  Metre.        or  b 
Humility. 

1  FOLLY  builds  high  upon  the  sand  ; 
But  lowly  let  my  basis  be  ; 

Firm  as  a  rock,  my  hope  shall  stand, 
Deep  founded  in  humility. 

2  Content,  when  threat'ning  ills  obtrude, 
Sweet  meek  eyed  patience  arm  my  soul  ; 
And  let  a  prudent  fortitude 

Teach  me  my  passions  to  control. 

3  My  God,  I  long  to  know  thee  still, 
To  love  and  fear  and  trust  thee  more  ; 
To  live  submissive  to  thy  will, 

And  whilst  I  feel  thy  grace,  adore. 

4  My  faith  and  love,  obedient  be, 

O  Saviour,  to  thy  just  commands  ! 
My  ardent  soul  still  follows  thee, 
And  trusts  her  interest  in  thy  hands. 

5  Let  love  and  mercy  all  divine, 
Justice  descending  from  the  skies, 
Kindness  and  truth  my  heart  incline 
Still  to  forgive  my  enemies. 


*>&   feYMN  74,  75.  

6  Thus  may  I  act  the  christian  part, 
The  social,  humane  and  divine  ; 
Whilst  a  wise  zeal  inspires  my  heart,- 
Then  shall  I  know  that  heaven  is  mine. 

Smart. 

Hymn  LXXIV.    Common  Metre,        or  b 
Abraham's  Blessing  extended  to  the  Gentiles. 
.1  GENTILES  by  nature,  we  belong 
To  the  wild  olive  wood  ; 
Grace  took  us  from  the  barren  tree, 
And  grafts  us  on  the  good. 

2  With  the  same  blessings,  grace  endows 

The  Gentile  as  the  Jew  ! 
If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 
Such  are  the  branches  too. 

3  Then  let  the  children  of  the  saints 

Be  sanctified  to  God  ; 
In  that  great  covenant,  confirm'd 
By  water  and  by  blood. 

4  Thus  to  the  parents,  and  their  seed, 

Shall  thy  salvation  come  ; 
And  numerous  households  nxeet  at  last 
In  one  eternal  borne. 

Watts. 

Hymn  LXXV.    Long  Metre.  m 
The  Excellency  of  the  Gospel» 

1  GOD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
And  sinners  of  a  humble  frame 

May  taste  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name. 

2  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live, 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 


HYMN  76,  77. 


3  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; 
It  guides  us  all  our  journey  through, 
And  brings  a  better  world  to  view. 

4  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye  ; 
To  life's  last  hour,  my  soul  employ, 
And  fit  me  for  the  heavenly  joy. 

Beddome. 

Hymn  LXXVI.    Common  Metre,    m  or  b 
Sincerity  and  Hypocrisy. 

1  GOD  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise, 

He  sees  our  inmost  mind  ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  eyes, 
And  leave  our  hearts  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honour  can  appear  ; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known, 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  hands  salute  the  skies, 

Their  bended  knees  the  ground  ; 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice, 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways* 

And  make  my  soul  sincere  ; 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

Watts, 

Hymn  LXXVIL    Long  Metre.    %t  or  b 
Redeeming  Time. 

I  GOD  of  eternity,  from  thee 
Did  infant  time  its  being  draw  ; 
Minutes  and  days  and  months  and  years 
Revolve  by  thy  unvaried  law. 


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HYMN  78. 


2  Silent  and  slow  they  glide  away ; 
Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows  ; 
Till  lost  in  that  unmeasur'd  sea, 
From  which  its  being  first  arose. 

3  The  thoughtless  sons  of  Adam's  race 
Upon  the  rapid  stream  are  borne  ; 
To  that  unseen,  eternal  home, 
From  which  no  travellers  return. 

4  Yet  whilst  the  shore,  on  either  side, 
Presents  a  gaudy,  flattering  show  ; 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amazement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

5  Great  Source  of  wisdom,  teach  our  hearts 
To  know  the  price  of  every  hour ; 

That  time  may  bear  us  on  to  joys, 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 

Keformed  Liturgy. 

Hymn  LXXVIII.    Long  Metre.  X 
Gratitude  for  all  Things. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  my  thanks  to  thee 
Shall,  like  my  debts,  continual  be  ; 
In  constant  streams  thy  bounty  flows, 
Nor  end,  nor  intermission  knows. 

2  From  thee,  my  comforts  all  arise, 

My  numerous  wants  thy  hand  supplies ; 
Nor  can  I  need  or  wish  for  more, 
Than  thou  canst  furnish  from  thy  store. 

3  If  what  I  ask,  my  God  denies, 

Ife  is  because  he's  good  and  wise  ; 

And  what  for  evils  I  mistake, 

He  can  my  greatest  blessings  make. 

4  Deep,  Lord,  upon  my  thankful  breast^ 
Let  all  thy  goodness  be  impress'd  5 


HYMN  79. 


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Dispose  me,  each  revolving  day, 
For  daily  gifts  my  praise  to  pay. 

5  In  praise  I'll  spend  my  latest  breath, 
Then  yield  it  to  the  call  of  death  ; 
In  hope  that  thou  my  flesh  wilt  raise, 
To  celebrate  thy  deathless  praise. 

Brown,  with  addition. 

Hymn  LXXIX.    Long  Metre.  & 
Unceasing  Praise. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days 

My  grateful  tongue  shall  sound  thy  praise ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  dawning  light, 
And  warble  to  tfee  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  grief  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises,  rais'd  on  high, 

Shall  check  the  murmjur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 
Joy  through  my  feeble  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  those  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But  when  the  final  conflict's  o'er, 
My  spirit  chain'd  to  flesh  no  more  ; 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  tire  musick  of  the  skies  1 

5  Soon  shall  I  learn  th'  exalted  strains, 
Which  echo  through  the  heavenly  plains  ; 
And  emulate  with  joy  unknown, 

The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 

6  This  cheerful  tribute  will  I  give, 
Long  as  a  deathless  soul  can  live  $ 
A  work  so  vast,  a  theme  so  high, 
Demands  a  whole  eternity. 

26  J^oddrxbgk, 


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HYMN  80,  81. 


Hymn  LXXX.    Common  Metre,        or  \$ 
The  Mysteries  of  Providence. 

1  GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

His  counsels  to  perform  ; 
He  marks  his  footsteps  on  the  sea? 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep,  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never  failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Let  fearful  saints  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds,  they  so  much  dread, 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  their  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  Providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

$  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 
Unfolding  every  hour  ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain  ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

COWPER. 

Hymn  LXXXI.  Common  Metre,  m  or  5 
Divine  Providence,  and  the  Folly  of  self  Dependence. 

1  GOD  reigns  ;  events  in  order  flow, 
Man's  industry  to  guide  ; 
But  in  a  different  channel  go, 
To  humble  human  pride. 


HYMN  82. 


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2  The  swift,  not  always  in  the  race, 

Shall  win  the  crowning  prize  ; 
Not  always  wealth  and  honour  grace 
The  labours  of  the  wise. 

3  Fond  mortals  do  themselves  beguile, 

When  on  themselves  they  rest ; 
Blind  is  their  wisdom,  vain  their  toil, 
By  thee,  O  Lord,  unblest. 

4  'Tis  ours,  the  furrows  to  prepare, 

And  sow  the  precious  grain  ; 
5Tis  thine  to  give  the  sun  and  air, 
And  to  command  the  rain. 

5  Evil  and  good  before  thee  stand, 

Their  mission  to  perform  ; 
The  sun  shines  bright  at  thy  command ; 
Thy  hand  directs  the  storm. 

6  In  all  thy  ways,  we  humbly  own 

Thy  providential  power  ; 
Entrusting  to  thy  care  alone 

The  lot  of  every  hour.  Scott. 

Hymn  LXXXII.    Long'  Metre.    *  or  b 
The  Fear  of  God. 

1  GREAT  Author  of  all  nature's  frame, 
Holy  and  reverend  is  thy  name  ; 
Thou,  Lord  of  life,  and  Lord  of  death, 
Worlds  rise  and  vanish  at  thy  breath. 

2  Nations,  in  thine  all-seeing  eye, 
Are  less  than  nothing,  vanity ; 
Against  thee  who  shall  lift  his  hand  I 
Before  thy  terrors  who  can  stand  ? 

3  But  blest  are  they,  O  gracious  Lord, 
Who  fear  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word  ! 
With  such  thy  dwelling  is,  on  those, 
Thy  peace  its  joy  divine  bestows. 


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HYMN  83. 


4  Thy  wisdom  guides,  thy  power  defends 
Their  life,  till  life  its  journey  ends  ; 
Death  shall  convey  them  to  thy  seat, 
Where  all  thy  saints  in  glory  meet. 

0  O  that  my  soul,  with  awful  sense 
Of  thy  transcendent  excellence, 
May  close  the  day,  the  day  begin, 
Watchful  against  each  darling  sin. 

6  Never,  O  never  from  my  heart 
May  this  great  principle  depart ; 
But  act,  with  unabating  power, 
Within  me  to  my  latest  hour.  Scott. 

Hymn  LXXXIII.    Long  Metre. 
The  Divine  Goodness  imitated. 

1  GREAT  Author  of  th'  immortal  mind, 
For  noblest  thoughts  and  views  designed, 
Make  me  desirous  to  express 

The  image  of  thy  holiness. 

2  Whilst  I  thy  boundless  love  admire, 
Grant  me  to  catch  the  sacred  fire ; 
Thus  shall  ipy  heavenly  birth  be  known. 
And  as  thy  child,  thou  wilt  me  own. 

3  Father,  I  see  thy  sun  arise, 

To  cheer  thy  friends  and  enemies  ; 

And  when  from  heaven  thy  rain  descends, 

Thy  bounty  both  alike  befriends. 

4  Enlarge  my  soul  with  love  like  thine, 
My  mortal  powers  by  grace  refine  ; 
So  shall  I  feel  another's  woe, 

And  freely  feed  a  hungry  foe, 

5  I  hope  for  pardon  through  thy  Son, 
For  all  the  crimes  which  I  have  done  ; 
Then  may  the  grace  that  pardons  me, 
Constrain  me  to  forgive  like  thee. 

Kippon'b  Collection. 


HYMN  84. 


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Hymx  LXXXIV.    Hallelujah  Metre,  m 
The  House  of  Prayer. 
GREAT  Father  of  mankind, 
We  bless  that  wondrous  grace, 
Which  could  for  Gentiles  find, 
Within  thy  courts,  a  place. 

How  kind  the  care 

Our  God  displays, 

For  us  to  raise 

A  house  of  prayer  ! 

Once  we  were  strangers  here, 
But  now  approach  the  throne  ; 
For  Jesus  brings  us  near, 
And  makes  our  cause  his  own. 

Strangers  no  more, 

To  thee  we  come  ; 

And  find  our  home,  k 

And  rest  secure. 

To  thee  our  souls  we  join, 
And  love  thy  sacred  name  ; 
No  more  our  own,  but  thine, 
We  triumph  in  thy  claim. 

Our  Father,  King, 

Thy  cov'nant  grace 

Our  souls  embrace, 

Thy  glories  sing. 

Here  in  thy  house  we  feast 
On  dainties  a)l  divine ; 
And  whilst  such  food  we  taste, 
With  joy  our  faces  shine. 

Incense  shall  rise 

From  flames  of  love, 

And  God  approve 

The  sacrifice. 

26,* 


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HYMN  85 


5  May  all  the  nations  throng, 
To  worship  in  thy  house  ; 
Wilt  thou  attend  the  song. 
And  hear  their  ardent  vows  ! 

Indulgent  still, 

Till  earth  conspire 

To  jpin  the  choir, 

On  Zion's  hill.  Doddrid«e. 

Hymn  LXXXV.   Common  Metre. 
Creation  and  Providence. 

1  GREAT  first  of  beings,  mighty  Lord 

Of  all  this  wondrous  frame  ; 
Produc'd  by  thy  creating  word, 
The  world  from  nothing  came. 

2  Thy  voice  sent  forth  the  high  command, 

'Twas  instantly  obey'd ; 
And  through  thy  goodness  all  things  stands 
Which  by  thy  power  were  made. 

3  Thy  glories  shine  throughout  the  whole. 

Each  part  reflects  thy  light  ; 
By  thee,  in  course,  the  planets  roll, 
And  day  succeeds  the  night. 

4  By  thee,  the  sun  dispenses  heat, 

And  beams  of  cheering  day  ; 
The  distant  stars  in  order  set, 
By  night,  thy  power  display. 

5  By  thee,  the  earth  its  produce  yields  ; 

By  thee,  the  waters  flow  ; 
And  various  plants  adorn  the  fields,  - 
And  trees  aspiring  grow. 

6  Inspir'd  with  praise,  our  minds  pursue 

This  wise  and  noble  end  ; 
And  all  we  think,  and  all  we  do 
(4      Shall  to  thy  honour  tend. 
^  Liverpool  Collection. 


HYMN  86,  87. 


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Hymn  LXXXVI.    Long  Metre,    m  or  b 
Man  changeable  ami  God  unchangeable. 

1  GREAT  Former  of  this  various  frame, 
Our  souls  adore  thine  awful  name  : 

We  bow  with  reverence-,  when  we  praise 
The  Ancient  of  eternal  days. 

2  Beyond  the  reach  of  angels'  sight, 
Thou  dwell'st  in  uncreated  light ; 
It  shines  with  undiminish'd  ray, 
Whilst  suns  and  stars  shall  pass  away. 

3  Our  days  a  transient  period  run, 
And  change  with  every  circling  sun  ; 
E'en  in  the  firmest  state  we  boast, 
Thy  hand  can  crush  us  to  the  dust. 

4  But  let  all  nature  fall  around  ; 

Let  death  consign  us  to  the  ground  ; 
Let  the  last  general  flame  arise, 
Consume  the  earth,  dissolve  the  skies  ; 

5  Calm  as  a  summer  evening,  we 
Shall  all  the  wreck  of  nature  see  ; 
Whilst  grace  secures  us  an  abode, 
Unshaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  LXXXVII.    Long  Metre.  %  or  ^ 
The  Sun  of  Righteousness. 

1  GREAT  God,  amidst  the  darksome  night 
Thy  glories  dart  upon  my  sight, 

Whilst  wrapt  in  wonder  I  behold, 
The  silver  moon  and  stars  of  gold. 

2  But  when  I  see  the  sun  arise, 

And  pour  his  glory  round  the  skies, 
In  more  stupendous  form  I  view 
Thy  greatness  and  thy  tylory  too. 


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HYMN  88. 


3  Thou  Sun  of  Righteousness,  whose  light 
Overwhelms  the  highest  angel's  sight, 
How  shall  I  glance  my  eye  at  thee, 

In  all  thy  vast  immensity  ! 

4  Yet  may  I  be  allow'd  to  trace 
The  distant  shadow  of  thy  face  ; 
As  in  the  pale  reflecting  moon 
We  see  the  image  of  the  sun. 

5  In  every  work  thy  hands  have  made, 
Thy  power  and  wisdom  are  display'd  j 
But  O  !  what  glories  all  divine, 

In  my  exalted  Saviour  shine  ! 

6  May  I  enjoy,  like  those  above, 
The  gentle  influence  of  his  love  ; 
Enable  me  my  course  to  run, 
With  the  same  vigour  as  the  sun. 

Stennet. 

Hymn  LXXXVIII.  Common  Metre.     or  tT 
The  Spreading  of  the  Gospel. 

1  GREAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Are  by  creation  thine  ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  power  and  glory  shine. 

2  But  thy  compassion,  Lord,  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind  ; 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasur'd  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ? 

4  O  when  shall  Afric's  sable  sons 

Enjoy  the  heavenly  word  ; 
And  long  in  slavery  held,  become 
The  freemen  of  the  Lord  ? 


HYMN  89. 


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5  When  shall  the  savage  wandering  tribes, 

A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Immanuel's  feet, 
And  learn  his  saving  grace  ? 

6  Haste,  sovereign  mercy,  and  transform 

Their  cruelty  to  love  ; 
Soften  the  tyger  to  a  lamb, 
The  vulture  to  a  dove. 

7  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  sincere  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays ; 
And  build  in  every  heathen  land 
A  temple  to  thy  praise. 

Rippon's  Collection. 

Hymn  LXXX1X.    Common  Metre. 
Trust  in  God. 

1  GREAT  Source  of  boundless  power  and 

Attend  my  mournful  cry ;        £grace  ! 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
To  thee  alone  I  fly. 

2  Thou  art  my  strength,  my  life,  my  stay  ; 

Assist  my  feeble  trust ; 
Drive  these  distressing  fears  away, 
And  raise  me  from  the  dust. 

3  Fain  would  I  call  thy  grace  to  mind, 

And  trust  thy  glorious  name  ; 
Jehovah,  powerful,  wise,  and  kind, 
For  ever  is  the  same. 

4  Thy  presence,  Lord,  can  cheer  my  heart, 

When  earthly  comforts  die ; 
Thy  voice  can  bid  my  pains  depart, 
And  raise  my  pleasures  high. 

5  Here  let  me  rest,  on  thee  depend, 

My  God,  my  hope,  my  all ; 
Be  thou  my  everlasting  friend, 

And  I  shall  never  fall.  Smart. 


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HYMN  90,  91. 


HYMN  XC.    Long  Metre.  % 
Praise  for  common  Mercies. 

1  GREAT  Source  of  life,  our  souls  confess 
The  various  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
Crown'd  with  thy  mercies,  we  rejoice, 
And  in  thy  praise  exalt  our  voice. 

2  By  thee  heaven's  shining  arch  was  spread  ; 
By  thee  were  earth's  foundations  laid  ; 
All  the  delights  of  our  abode, 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God. 

3  Thy  tender  hand  restores  our  breath, 
When  trembling  on  the  verge  of  death ; 
Gently  it  wipes  away  our  tears, 

And  lengthens  life  to  future  years. 

4  These  lives  are  sacred  to  the  Lord, 
By  thee  upheld,  by  thee  restor'd  ; 
And  whilst  our  hours  renew  their  race, 
Still  we  would  walk  before  thy  face. 

5  So,  when  our  souls  by  thee  are  led 
Through  unknown  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  joy  triumphant,  they  shall  move 
To  seats  of  nobler  life  above. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  XCI.    Long  Metre.    ^  or  b 

Religion  vain  without  Love. 

1  HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 

If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 

Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspir'd  to  preach,  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love0 


HYMN  92. 


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3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 

To  feed  the  hungry,  clothe  the  poor  ; 

Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  j 

4  If  love  to  God,  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

Watts, 

HYMN  XCII.    Common  Metre.  & 
The  God  of  Nature. 

1  HAIL,  King  supreme  !  all  wise  and  good 

To  thee  our  thoughts  we  raise  ; 
Whilst  nature's  lovely  charms,  display'd, 
Inspire  our  souls  with  praise. 

2  At  morning,  noon,  and  evening  mild, 

Thy  works  engage  our  view ; 
And  as  we  gaze,  our  hearts  exult 
With  transports  ever  new. 

3  Thy  glory  beams  in  every  star 

Which  gilds  the  gloom  of  night  ; 
And  decks  the  rising  face  of  morn 
With  rays  of  cheering  light. 

4  Th'  aspiring  hill,  the  verdant  lawn, 

With  thousand  beauties  shine  ; 
The  vocal  grove  and  cooiisig  shade 
Proclaim  thy  power  divine. 

5  From  tree  to  tree,  a  constant  hymn 

Employs  the  feather'd  throng  ; 
To  thee  their  cheerful  notes  they  swell, 
And  chant  their  grateful  song. 

6  Great  nature's  God  I  still  may  these  scenes 

Our  serious  hours  engage  ; 
Still  may  our  wondering  eyes  peruse 
Thy  works'  instructive  page. 


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HYMM  93. 


Psalm  XCIII.    Particular  Metre.  & 
Praise  to  our  Redeemer. 

1  HAIL,  thou  once  despised  Jesus  ! 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring  ; 
By  thy  death  thou  didst  release  us  * 
From  the  tyrant's  deadly  sting. 

2  Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  I 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favour, 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

3  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid  ; 
Great  High  Priest  by  God  anointed, 
Thou  hast  full  atonement  made  I 

4  Contrite  sinners  are  forgiven, 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  : 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven, 

Peace  is  made  with  man  and  God. 

Jesus  hail !  enthron'd  in  glory, 

There  for  ever  to  abide  ; 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 

There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare  -T 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  heaven  we  appear. 
Glory,  honour,  power  andblessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 

Help,  ye  bright  angelick  spirits, 

Lend  your  loudest,  noblest  lays  ; 
Join  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 
And  to  celebrate  his  praise. 

Ri p p o n's  Collection- 


HYMN  94,  95. 


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Hymn  XCIV.    Common  Metre.    28;  or  b 
Early  Religion. 

1  HAPPY  is  he  whose  early  years, 

Receive  instruction  well ; 
Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2  Our  youth,  devoted  to  the  Lord, 

Is  pleasing  in  his  eyes  ; 
A  flower  when  offered  in  the  bud 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

3  'Tis  easier  work,  if  we  begin 

To  fear  the  Lord  betimes  ; 
While  sinners,  who  grow  old  in  sin, 
Are  harden'd  in  their  crimes. 

4  It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  fears, 

To  mind  religion  young  ; 
With  joy  it  crowns  succeeding  years, 
And  renders  virtue  strong. 

5  To  thee,  almighty  God,  to  thee 

Our  hearts  we  now  resign  ; 
"Twill  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

6  We'll  do  thy  work,  we'll  speak  thy  praise, 

Whilst  we  have  life  and  breath  ; 
Thus  we're  prepar'd  for  longer  days, 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 

Watts. 

Hymn  XCV.    Long  Metre.  38 
The  Glory  and  Defence  of  the  Church. 

1  HAPPY  the  Church  !  thou  sacred  place, 
The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace  I 
Thy  holy  courts  are  his  abode, 
Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God, 


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HYMN  96. 


2  Thy  walls  are  strength,  and  at  thy  gates 
A  guard  of  heavenly  angels  waits; 
Nor  shall  thy  deep  foundations  move, 
Built  on  the  counsels  of  his  love. 

3  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage, 
Against  thy  walls  in  vain  they  rage  ; 
Like  rising  waves,  with  anger  roar, 
That  dash  and  die  upon  the  shore. 

4  Then  let  our  souls  in  Zion  dwell, 
Nor  fear  the  power  of  earth  or  hell  ; 
Since  God  defends  this  happy  ground, 
Like  brazen  bulwarks  built  around. 

5  God  is  our  sun,  God  is  our  sliield, 
Light  and  protection  he  will  yield  ; 
And  we,  beneath  the  genial  rays, 

Wiii  sing  his  love,  and  speak  his  praise. 

Watts. 

Hymn  XCVI.    Common  Metre.  ;§& 
Christian  Moderation. 

1  HAPPY  the  man,  whose  cautious  steps, 

Still  keep  the  golden  mean  ; 
Whose  life,  by  wisdom's  rules  well  form'd. 
Declares  a  conscience  clean. 

2  Not  of  himself  he  highly  thinks, 

Nor  acts  the  boaster's  part  ; 
His  modest  tongue  the  language  speaks, 
Of  his  more  humble  heart. 

3  Not  in  base  scandal's  arts  he  deals, 

For  truth  is  in  his  breast ; 
With  grief,  he  sees  his  neighbour's  faults, 
And  thinks  and  hopes  the  best. 

4  What  blessings  bounteous  heaven  bestows, 

He  takes  with  thankful  heart; 
With  temperance  he  receives  his  food, 
And  gives  the  poor  a  part. 


HYMN  97.  75 


5  To  sect  and  party,  his  large  soul 

Disdains  to  be  confin'd  ; 
The  good  he  loves,  of  every  name, 
And  prays  for  all  mankind. 

6  Pure  is  his  zeal,  the  offspring  fair 

Of  truth  and  peaceful  love  ; 
The  bigot's  rage  can  never  dwell 
Where  rests  the  heavenly  dove. 

Needham. 

Hymn  XCVII.    Common  Metre.  3fc 
Love  to  God. 

1  HAPPY  the  mind  where  graces  reign, 

And  love  inspires  the  breast  i 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear  ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move  ; 
Affliction's  bitter  cup  is  sweet, 

When  mix'd  with  heavenly  love.  | 

4  Soon  as  we  drop  this  mortal  clay, 

And  leave  this  dark  abode  I 
On  wings  of  love  we'll  soar  away, 
To  see  our  Father,  God. 

5  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
*Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings. 
In  realms  of  endless  peace. 

Watts,  varied. 


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HYMN  98,  99. 


Hymn  XCVIII.    Common  Metre,  m 
The  Blessedness  of  departed  Saints. 

1  HARK  !  from  on  high  a  solemn  voice, 

Let  all  attentive  hear  ! 
'Twill  make  each  pious  heart  rejoice, 
And  vanquish  every  fear* 

2  "  Thrice  blessed  are  the  pious  dead, 

"  Who  in  the  Lord  shall  die  ; 
"  Their  weary  flesh,  as  on  a  bed, 
"  Safe  in  the  grave  shall  lie. 

3  "  Their  holy  souls  at  length  releas'd, 

"  To  heaven  shall  take  their  flight ; 
"  There  to  enjoy  eternal  rest, 
"  And  infinite  delight. 

4  "  They  drop  each  load  as  they  ascend, 

"  And  quit  this  world  of  woe  ; 
"  Their  labours  with  their  lives  shall  end ; 
"  Their  rest,  no  period  know. 

5  u  Their  conflicts  with  their  busy  foes 

"  For  ever  more  shall  cease  ; 
"  None  shall  their  happiness  oppose, 
"  Nor  interrupt  their  peace. 

6  "  But  bright  rewards  shall  recompense 

"  Their  faithful  service  here  ; 
"  And  perfect  love  shall  banish  thence 
"  Each  gloomy  doubt  and  fear." 

Liverpool  Collection. 

Hymn  XCIX.    Common  Metre.  b 
A  Funeral  Thought. 
1  HARK  !  from  the  tombs,  a  mournful  sound, 
My  ears  attend  the  cry : 
"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground, 
"  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 


HYMN  100 


77 


2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

"  In  spite  of  all  your  towers  I 
"  The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
"  Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly  ; 
Then  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

Watts. 

Hymn  C.    Short  Metre.  or 
The  Voice  of  Wisdom, 

1  HARK  !  it  is  Wisdom's  voice 

That  spreads  itself  around  ; 
Come  hither,  all  ye  sons  of  earth, 
And  listen  to  the  sound. 

2  What,  though  she  speaks  rebukes, 

That  pierce  the  soul  with  smart ; 
Yet  love  through  all  her  chastenings  runs, 
By  pain  to  mend  the  heart. 

3  "  Ye  who  have  wander'd  long 

"  In  sin's  destructive  ways  ; 
"  Return,  return,  at  my  reproof, 
"  And  seize  the  offer'd  grace. 

4  "  I  know  your  souls  are  weak, 

u  And  all  your  efforts  vain, 
u  To  overcome  your  mighty  foes, 
"  And  break  their  iron  chain. 

5  "  But,  I  will  freely  send 

"  My  Spirit  from  above, 


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HYMN  101. 


"  To  arm  you  with  superior  strength, 
"  And  melt  your  hearts  to  love. 

6  "  Come,  whilst  my  offers  last, 
"  Ye  sinners,  and  be  wise  ; 
"  He  lives*  who  hears  this  fviendly  call, 
"  But  he  that  slights  it,  dies. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  CI.    Common  Metre.  %g 
The  Saviour's  Commission. 

1  HARK,  the  glad  sound !  the  Saviour  comes ! 

The  Saviour  promis'd  long ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him,  the  Spirit,  largely  pour'd, 

Exerts  his  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  power,  and  zeal  and  love 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice^ 

To  clear  the  mental  sight ; 
And  on  the  eye -balls  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  light. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  heal, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure  ; 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  He  comes,  the  prisoners  to  release. 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst. 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

5  His  silver  trumpet  loud  proclaims 
The  Lord's  accepted  year  ; 
Our  debts  are  all  remitted  now, 
Our  heritage  is  clear. 


 HYMN  102,  79 

7  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  CII.    Common  Metre. 
The  Christian  Warrior  animated. 

1  HARK  !  'tis  our  heavenly  Leader's  voice, 

From  the  bright  realms  above  ! 
Amidst  the  war's  tumultuous  rage, 
A  voice  of  power  and  love. 

2  "Maintain  the  fight,  my  faithful  band, 

<c  Nor  fear  the  mortal  blow ; 
"  He  that  in  such  a  warfare  dies, 
"  Shall  speedy  victory  know. 

S  "  I  have  my  days  of  combat  known, 
"  And  in  the  dust  was  laid ; 
"  But  now  J  sit  upon  my  throne, 
"  And  glory  crowns  my  head. 

4  "  This  throne,  this  glory  shall  be  yours, 

"  My  hands  the  crown  shall  give  ; 
u  And  you  the  blest  reward  shall  share, 
"  Whilst  God  himself  shall  live." 

5  Lord,  'tis  enough,  our  souls  are  fir'd 

With  courage  and  with  love ; 
Vain  are  th'  assaults  of  earth  and  hell, 
Our  hopes  are  fix'd  above. 

6  We'll  trace  the  footsteps  thou  hast  trod, 

To  triumph  and  renown  ; 
Nor  shun  thy  combat  and  thy  cross, 
May  we  but  wear  thy  crown. 

Altered  from  Doddridge'. 


so 


HYMN"  103,  104. 


Hymn  CIII.    Common  Metre.  \y 
Walking  in  Darkness  and  trusting  in  God. 

1  HEAR,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan, 

To  thee  I  breathe  my  sighs  ; 
When  will  the  tedious  night  be  gone, 
And  when  the  dawn  arise  ? 

2  My  God  I  O  could  I  make  the  claim, 

My  Father  and  my  Friend  ! 
And  call  thee  mine,  by  every  name 
On  which  thy  saints  depend  ! 

3  By  every  name  of  power  and  love, 

I  would  thy  grace  entreat ; 
Nor  should  my  humble  hope  remove, 
Nor  leave  thy  sacred  seat. 

4  Yet  though  my  soul  in  darkness  mourns, 

Thy  word  is  all  my  stay  ; 
Here  will  I  rest  till  light  returns, 
Thy  presence  makes  my  day. 

5  Speak,  Lord,  and  bid  celestial  peace 

Relieve  my  aching  heart ; 
Thy  love  can  make  my  sorrow  cease, 
And  all  the  gloom  depart. 

6  Then  shall  my  drooping  spirit  rise, 

And  bless  thy  healing  rays  ; 
And  change  these  deep  complaining  sighs 
To  songs  of  sacred  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Hymn  CIV.    Common  Metre. 
The  Angels'  Song,  at  the  Birth  of  Christ. 

1  HIGH  let  us  swell  our  tuneful  notes* 
And  join  th'  angelick  song  ; 
For  such  a  theme  does  less  to  them., 
Than  to  the  saints,  belong. 


HYMN  105. 


81 


2  Good  will  is  shown  to  sinful  men, 
And  peace  on  earth  is  given  ; 
For  lo  I  the  promis'd  Saviour  comes, 
With  messages  from  heaven. 
5  Mercy  and  truth,  in  sweet  accord, 
His  rising  beams  adorn  ; 
Justice  and  peace  in  concert  join, 
Now  such  a  child  is  born. 

4  Glory  to  God  !  in  highest  strains. 

In  highest  worlds  be  paid  ; 
His  glory  by  our  lips  proclaim'^? 
And  by  our  lives  dispiay'd. 

5  When  shall  we  reach  those  happy  realms^ 

Where  Christ  exalted  reigns  I 
And  learn  of  the  celestial  choir 
Their  own  immortal  strains  ! 

Doddridge. 

Srf  ■  "   '  '  ^— — .  mm  ,  .     i  ~.  . 

Hymm  CV.  Common  Metre.  %Z 
The  Resurrection  aud  Ascension  of  Christ. 

1  HOSANNA  !  to  the  Prince  of  life, 

Who  cloth'd  himself  in  clay  ; 
Enter'd  the  gloomy  shades  of  death, 
And  rose  to  endless  day. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread, 

Since  our  Immanuel  rose  ; 
He  took  the  monster's  sting  away, 
And  crush'd  our  hellish  foes. 

3  See  how  the  Conqueror  mounts  aloft*, 

And  to  his  Father  flies  ! 
With  scars  of  honour  in  his  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 

A  priest  upon  his  throne  ; 
And  to  supply  his  place  on  earth, 
He  sent  his  Spirit  down 


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HYMN  106. 


5  Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 
To  reach  that  blest  abode  ; 
Let  heaven  and  earth  with  praise  resound 
To  the  immortal  God. 

Altered  from  Watts. 

Hymn  CVI.    Common  Metre.  %t 
Preservation  at  Sea,  and  in  foreign  Countries. 

1  HOW  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord, 

How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  our  guide, 
Our  help  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care  ; 
Through  burning  climes  we  pass  unhurt* 
And  breathe  infected  air. 

3  Thy  mercy  sweetens  every  soil, 

Makes  every  region  please  ; 
The  hoary  frozen  hills  it  warms, 
And  smooths  the  boisterous  seas. 

4  Think,  O  my  soul,  devoutly  think, 

How  with  affrighted  eyes, 
Thou  saw'st  the  wide  extended  deep, 
In  ail  its  horrors  rise. 

5  Confusion  dwelt  in  every  face, 

And  fear  in  every  heart  ; 
When  waves  on  waves,  and  gulfs  in  gulfs 
O'ercame  the  pilot's  art. 

6  Yet  then,  from  all  my  griefs,  O  Lord, 

Thy  mercy  set  me  free  ; 
Whilst,  in  the  confidence  of  prayer, 
My  hope  repos'd  on  thee. 

7  The  storm  was  laid,  the  winds  retir'd, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea  that  roar'd  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  was  still. 


HYMN  107. 


8  In  midst  of  dangers  and  of  death, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  adore  ; 
I'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past. 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

(Supposed)  Addison. 

Hymn  CVII.    Short  Metre.  m 
Blessings  of  the  Gospel. 

1  HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill  ; 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal  ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  I 

How  glad  the  tidings  are  i 
Zion  behold  they  Saviour  king, 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here  I 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  I 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm, 

Through  all  the  eartn  abroad  ; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

Watts. 


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HYMN  108,  109. 


Hymn  CVIIL    Short  Metre.        or  \y 
Fatherly  Discipline  received  with  Meekness. 

1  HOW  gracious  and  how  wise 

Is  our  chastising  God  ! 
How  rich  the  blossoms  and  the  fruit 
Of  his  correcting  rod. 

2  He  takes  it  in  his  hand, 

With  pity  in  his  heart ; 
That  every  stroke  his  children  feel 
May  grace  and  peace  impart 

3  Instructed  thus,  we  bow, 

And  own  thy  sovereign  sway  ; 
We  turn  our  erring  footsteps  back 
To  thy  forsaken  way. 

4  Thy  promised  love  we  seek, 

And  strengthen  all  the  bapds, 
Which  closer  still  engage  our  hearts 
To  honour  thy  commands. 

5  Our  Father,  we  consent 

To  discipline  divine  ; 
And  bless  the  pains,  which  make  our  souls 
Still  more  completely  thine. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  CIX.      Common  Metre. 
The  So.ig  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

1  HOW  great  thy  works,  Almighty  God  ! 

Who  shall  not  fear  thy  name  1 
How  just  and  true  are  all  thy  ways, 
Thou  Son  of  God,  the  Lamp  I 

2  More  hast  thou  done  than  Moses  did, 

Our  prophet,  priest  and  king  ; 
From  sin  thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls> 
And  from  death's  poisonous  sting. 


HYMN  110. 


85 


3  In  the  Red  Sea,  by  Moses*  hand, 

Th'  Egyptian  host  was  drown'd  ; 
But,  in  thy  blood,  our  souls  are  cleans'd, 
And  guilt  no  more  is  found. 

4  When  through  the  desert  Israel  went, 
\       With  manna  they  were  fed  ; 

But  thou  hast  given  thy  flesh  to  eat, 
And  call'd  it  living  bread. 

5  Moses  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 

Yet  never  reach'd  the  place  ; 
But  thou  shalt  bring  thy  followers  home, 
To  see  thy  Father's  face. 

6  Thy  lofty  praise,  O  King  of  Saints, 

Shall  every  nation  sing  ; 
To  thee  shall  Jew  and  Gentile  race 
Their  humble  offerings  bring. 

7  No  parting  wall  shall  intervene  ; 

But,  with  united  soul, 
Their  voice  shall  join  in  songs  of  praise, 
Whilst  endless  ages  roll. 

Watts,  altered. 

Hymn  CX.    Common  Metre.  3fc 
The  Safety  of  the  Church. 

1  HOW  honourable  is  the  place 

Where  we  adoring  stand  ! 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
And  beauty  of  the  land  ! 

2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell  ; 
The  walls,  of  strong  salvation  made. 
Defy  the  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  the  everlasting  gates, 

The  doors  wide  open  fling ; 
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86 


HYMN  III,  112. 


Enter,  ye  nations,  who  obey 
The  statutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  shall  you  taste  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  in  perfect  peace  ; 
You,  who  have  known  Jehovah^s  name, 
And  tasted  of  his  grace. 

5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  trust, 

And  banish  all  your  fears  ; 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CXI.     Common  Metre. 
The  Blessings  of  Abraham. 

1  HOW  large  the  promise,  how  divine, 

To  Abrah'm  and  his  seed  ! 
"  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
"  Supplying  all  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  thy  extensive  love 

/from  age  to  age  endure  ; 
The  Angel  of  the  cov'nant  proves 
And  seals  the  blessings  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  fathers  given  ; 
He  takes  young  children  in  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Our  God  1  how  faithful  are  his  ways  ! 

His  love  endures  the  same  ; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace, 
Blots  om  the  children's  name. 

Watts. 

Hymn  ^Xii.     Common  Metre.  9$ 
The  Resurrection. 

1  HOW  long  shall  death  the  tyrant  reign, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  just ! 


HYMN  1 13. 


87 


Whilst  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain, 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dust  ! 

2  Let  faith  arise  and  climb  the  hills, 

The  Saviour  to  descry  ; 
To  view  his  distant  chariot  wheels, 
And  tell  how  fast  they  fly. 

3  Lo,  faith  beholds  the  scatter'd  shades  ! 

The  dawn  of  heaven  appears  I 
And  the  bright  morning  gently  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

4  Faith  sees  the  Lord  of  Glory  come, 

His  flaming  guards  around  ! 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room, 
His  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

5  She  hears  the  voice,  "  ye  dead,  arise  !" 

She  sees  the  graves  obey  ! 
And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  th*  expected  day. 

6  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing, 

Surmount  the  yielding  air; 
In  shining  garments  meet  their  King, 
And  bow  before  him  there. 

7  O  !  may  we  then  among  them  stand, 

Cloth'd  in  celestial  white  ; 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Gives  infinite  delight. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CXIII.    Common  Metre.       or  fc> 
Pardoning  Mercy. 

1  HOW  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 
Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord  ! 
How  oft  ray  erring  thoughts  depart^, 
Forgetful  of  thy  word  ! 


88 


HYMN  114. 


2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  cries  "  return,'* 

Lord,  at  thy  call,  I  come  ; 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn ; 
O  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive  ; 

And  all  my  crimes  remove  ? 
And  shall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live, 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power 

How  glorious  !  how  divine  ! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine  ! 

5  Thy  pard'ning  love,  for  ever  free, 

With  rapture  I  adore  ; 
Lord,  I  devote  myself  to  thee, 
And  long  to  love  thee  more. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CXIV.    Long  Metre.  m 
The  Gospel  Feast. 

1  HOW  rich  are  thy  provisions,  Lord  ! 
Thy  table  furnish'd  from  above  ; 

The  fruits  of  life  o'erspread  the  board  ; 
The  cup  o'erflows  with  heavenly  love. 

2  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews, 
Were  first  invited  to  the  feast  ; 
We  humbly  take  what  they  refuse, 
And  Gentiles  thy  salvation  taste. 

3  We  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame, 
And  help  was  far  and  death  was  nigh  ; 
Yet,  at  the  gospel  call,  we  came, 
And  every  want  receiv'd  supply. 

4  From  the  highway  that  leads  to  hell, 
From  paths  of  darkness  and  despair, 


HYMN  115. 


89 


Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee  to  dwell, 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  presence  here. 

5  What  shall  we  pay  our  heavenly  Friend, 
Who  left  the  sky,  his  blest  abode, 

And  did  to  this  low  earth  descend, 
To  bring  us  wanderers  back  to  God  2 

6  Our  everlasting  love  is  due 

-  To  him,  who  pitied  sinners  lost  ; 
And  paid  our  ransom,  when  he  knew 
His  precious  life  must  be  the  cost. 

Wa-tts. 

Hymn    CXV.  Common  Metre, 
Rich  Treasure  in  earthen  Vessels. 

1  HOW  rich  thy  bounty,  King  of  kings  ! 

Thy  favours  how  divine  ! 
The  blessings  which  thy  gospel  brings* 
How  splendidly  they  shine  ! 

2  Gold  is  but  dross,  and  gems  but  toys  ; 

Should  gold  and  gems  compare, 
How  mean  I  when  set  against  those  joys 
Thy  poorest  servants  share. 

3  Yet  all  these  treasures  of  thy  grace 

Are  lodg'd  in  urns  of  clay, 
And  the  weak  sons  of  mortal  race 
Th'  immortal  gifts  convey. 

4  Feebly  they  lisp  thy  glories  forth, 

Yet  grace  the  victory  gives  ; 
Quickly  they  moulder  back  to  earth, 
Yet  still  the  gospel  lives- 

5  Such  wonders  power  divine  effects  ; 

Such  trophies  God  can  raise  ; 
His  hand  from  crumbling  dust  erects 
His  monuments  of  praise. 

Salisbury  Collection, 

28*  , 


90  HYMN  116,  117.  

Hymn  CXVI.    Common  Metre.  \y 
The  Frailty  and  Folly  of  Man. 

1  HOW  short  and  hasty  is  our  life  ! 

How  vast  our  souls'  affairs  ! 
Yet  foolish  mortals  vainly  strive 
To  lavish  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  story  or  a  song, 
We  pass  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home, 

But  we  march  heedless  on  ; 
And  ever  hastening  to  the  tomb, 
Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  sovereign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high  ; 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  see  salvation  nigh. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CXVII.  Common  Metre.  or 
God's  Justice  and  Power.  Job.  ix.  2,  10. 

1  HOW  should  the  sons  of  Adam's  race 

Be  just  before  their  God  J 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  To  vindicate  my  words  and  thoughts, 

I'll  make  no  vain  pretence  ; 
Not  one  of  all  my  numerous  faults 
Can  bear  a  just  defence. 

4  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wise  ; 
What  vain  presumers  dare 
Against  their  Maker's  power  to  rise. 
And  impious  war  declare  ! 


HYMN  118. 


91 


4  Mountains,  by  his  almighty  wrath, 

From  their  old  seats  are  torn  ; 
He  shakes  the  pillows  of  the  earth, 
And  all  the  nations  mourn. 

5  Through  the  wide  air,  the  mighty  rocks 

Are  swift  as  hail -stones  thrown  ; 
Whilst  Etna  pours,  with  horrid  shocks, 
Her  melted  entrails  dowrn. 

6  He  bids  the  sun  forbear  to  rise, 

The  obedient  sun  forbears  ; 
His  hand  with  darkness  spreads  the  skies, 
And  seals  up  all  the  stars. 

7  He  walks  upon  the  stormy  sea, 

And  rides  upon  the  wind ; 
No  flesh  can  trace  his  wondrous  way, 
Nor  his  dark  footsteps  find. 

8  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  sovereign  grace 

Sits  regent  on  the  throne, 
The  refuge  of  thy  chosen  race, 
When  wrath  comes  rushing  down. 

YY  a  r  t  s,  with  variation . 

Hy  mn  CXVIII.  Common  Metve.       or  K 
The  Gospel  Feast. 

1  HOW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 

With  Christ  within  the  doors  ; 
Here  everlasting  love  displays 
The  choicest  of  her  stores  ! 

2  Whilst  all  our  hearts  and  all  our  songs 

Join  to  admire  the  feast  ; 
Each  of  us  say,  with  thankful  tongues, 
"  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest  ? 

3  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

"  And  enter  whilst  there's  room, 
"  When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
"  And  rather  starve  than  come  ?" 


92  HYMN  119. 


4  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast, 

Which  gently  drew  us  in  ; 
Or  we  had  still  refus'd  to  taste. 
And  perish'd  in  our  sin. 

5  Pity  the  nations,  O  our  Lord, 

Compel  the  Jews  to  come  ; 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 
And  bring  thy  people  home. 

6  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full, 

That  all  the  chosen  race 
May,  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CXIX.    Particular  Metre.  % 
The  Beauties  of  the  Spring. 

1  HOW  sweetly  along  the  gay  mead 
The  daisies  and  cowslips  are  seen  ; 
The  flocks,  as  they  carelessly  feed, 
Rejoice  in  the  beautiful  green  ! 

2  The  vines  that  encircle  the  bowers, 
The  herbage  that  springs  from  the  sod, 
Trees,  plants,cooling  fruits  and  sweetflowers, 
All  rise  to  the  praise  of  my  God. 

3  Shall  man,  the  great  master  of  all, 
The  only  insensible  prove  ? 
Forbid  it,  fair  gratitude's  call, 
Forbid  it,  devotion  and  love. 

4  The  Lord  who  such  wonders  can  raise, 
And  still  can  destroy  with  a  nod, 

My  lips  shall  incessantly  praise, 
My  soul  shall  rejoice  in  my  God. 


HYMN  120,  12L 


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HYMN  CXX.    Long  Metre.    %  or  b 
Justice. 

1  IF  high  or  low  our  station  be, 
Of  noble  or  ignoble  name  ; 
By  uncorrupt  integrity, 

Thy  blessing,  Lord,  we  humbly  claim. 

2  The  upright  man  no  want  shall  fear  ; 
Thy  providence  shall  be  his  trust  ; 
Thou  wilt  provide  his  portion  here, 
Thou  friend  and  guardian  of  the  juste 

3  May  we,  with  most  sincere  delight, 
To  all,  the  test  of  duty  pay  ; 
Tender  of  every  social  right, 
Obedient  to  thy  righteous  sway. 

4  Such  virtue  thou  wilt  not  forget, 

In  that  blest  world,  where  virtue  shares 

A  fit  reward  ;  though  not  of  debt, 

But  what  thy  boundless  grace  prepares. 

Reformed  Liturgy, 

Hymn  CXXI.      Short  Metre.  b 
Compassion  and  Forgiveness. 

1  I  HEAR  the  voice  of  woe  ! 

I  hear  a  brother's  sigh  ! 
Then  let  my  heart  with  pity  flow, 
With  tears  of  love,  mine  eye. 

2  I  hear  the  thirsty  cry  ! 
The  hungry  beg  for  bread  ! 

Then  let  my  spring  its  stream  supply, 
My  hand  its  bounty  shed. 

3  The  debtor  humbly  sues, 

Who  would,  but  cannot  pay  ; 
And  shall  I  lenity  refuse, 
Who  need  it  every  day  ? 


94 


HYMN  122. 


4  Shall  not  my  wrath  relent, 

Touch'd  by  that  humble  strain, 
My  brother  crying,  "  I  repent, 
"  Nor  will  offend  again  ?" 

5  If  not,  how  shall  1  dare 

Appear  before  thy  face, 
Great  God,  and  how  present  the  prayer 
For  thy  forgiving  grace  ? 

6  They  who  forgive,  shall  find 

Remission,  in  that  day, 
When  all  the  merciful  and  kind 
Thy  pity  shall  repay. 

7  But  all  who  here  below 

Mercy  refuse  to  grant, 
Shall  judgment  without  mercy  know, 
When  mercy  most  they  want. 

Enfield. 


Hymn  CXXII.     Common  Metre. 
Not  ashamed  of  the  Gospel. 

1  I'M  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause  ; 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name, 

His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne,  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face ; 


HYMN  123,  124. 


95 


And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CXXXIII.     Short  Metre.  %  or  b 
The  Love  of  Truth. 
1  IMPOSTURE  shrinks  from  light, 
And  dreads  the  curious  eye  ; 
But  Christian  truths  the  test  invite, 
They  bid  us  search  and  try. 

2*  A  meek  inquiring  mind, 

Lord,  help  us  to  maintain  ; 
That  growing  knowledge  we  may  find, 
And  growing  virtue  gain. 

3  With  understanding  blest, 

Created  to  be  free, 
Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest, 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 

4  Give  us  the  light  we  need, 

Our  minds  with  knowledge  fill ; 
From  noxious  error  guard  our  creedy 
From  prejudice,  our  will. 

5  The  truth  thou  shalt  impart, 

May  we  with  firmness  own  ; 
Abhorring  each  evasive  art, 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  CXXIV.    Common  Metre.  ■ 
A  Song  of  Praise. 

1  INDULGENT  Father,  how  divine, 
How  bright  thy  glories  are  1 
Through  nature's  ample  round  they  shine* 
Thy  goodness  to  declare. 


96 


HYMN  125. 


2  But,  in  the  nobler  work  of  grace, 

What  winning  mercy  smiles 
In  my  divine  Redeemer's  face, 
And  every  fear  beguiles. 

3  Such  wonders,  Lord,  while  I  survey, 

To  thee,  my  thanks  shall  rise, 
When  morning  ushers  in  the  day, 
Or  evening  veils  the  skies. 

4  When  glimmering  life  resigns  its  flame. 

Thy  praise  shall  tune  my  breath  ; 
The  sweet  remembrance  of  thy  name 
Shall  gild  the  shades  of  death. 

5  But,  O  how  blest  my  song  shall  rise, 

When  freed  from  feeble  clay  ; 
And  all  thy  glories  meet  mine  eyes, 
In  one  eternal  day  I 

6  Not  seraphs  who  resound  thy  name, 

Through  the  etherial  plains, 
Shall  glow  with  a  diviner  flame, 
Or  raise  sublimer  strains. 

SOWDEN. 


Hymn  CXXV.     Common  Metre. 
Aa  Evening  Hymn, 

1  INDULGENT  God,  whose  bounteous  care 

O  er  all  thy  works  is  shown, 
O  let  my  grateful  praise  and  prayer 
Arise  before  thy  throne. 

2  What  mercies  has  this  day  bestow'd  ! 

How  largely  hast  thou  blest  ! 
My  cup  with  plenty  overflow'd, 
With  cheerfulness  my  breast. 

3  Now  may  soft  slumbers  close  my  eyes, 

From  pain  and  sickness  free  $ 


HYMN  126. 


97 


And  let  my  waking  thoughts  arise, 
To  meditate  on  thee. 

4  Thus  bless  each  future  day  and  night, 
Till  life's  vain  scene  is  o'er  ; 
And  then,  to  realms  of  endless  light, 
O  let  my  spirit  sqar. 

Liverpool  Collection. 

Hymn  CXXVI.    Common  Metre, 
Looking  to  Him  whom  we  have  pierced. 

1  INFINITE  grief  !  amazing  woe ! 

Behold  our  bleeding  Lord  ! 
Hell  aud  the  Jews  conspir'd  his  death, 
And  us'd  the  Roman  sword. 

2  O,  the  sharp  pangs  of  pain  and  grief, 

That  our  Redeemer  bore  ! 
When  scourging  whips  and  pointed  thorns 
His  sacred  body  tore  ! 

3  But  scourging  whips  and  pointed  thorns 

In  vain  do  we  accuse  ! 
In  vain  we  blame  the  Roman  bands, 
And  the  more  spiteful  Jews. 

4  Our  sins,  alas,  our  cruel  sins, 

His  chief  tormentors  were  ; 
Each  of  our  crimes  became  a  nail, 
And  unbelief  the  spear. 

5  Strike,  mighty  grace,  our  flinty  souls, 

Till  melting  waters  flow  ; 
And  deep  contrition  drown  our  eyes, 
In  undissembled  woe.  Watts* 

6  But  flowing  tears  cannot  suffice, 

To  make  repentance  sure  ; 
Then  let  our  hearts  be  purified, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure.  (Added.) 
29 


98  HYMN  127,  128.  

Hymn  CXXVIL    Short  Metre.    ^  or  b 
Baptism  by  Immersion. 

1  IN  such  a  grave  as  this. 

The  meek  Redeemer  lay, 
When  he  our  souls  to  seek  and  save, 
Learn'd  humbly  to  obey. 

2  See,  how  the  spotless  Lamb 

Descends  into  the  stream, 
And  teaches  us  to  imitate 
What  him  so  well  became, 

3  Let  sinners  wash  away 

Their  sins  of  crimson  die  ; 
Buried  with  him,  their  vilest  sins 
Shall  in  oblivion  lie. 

4  Rise,  and  ascend  with  him, 

A  heavenly  life  to  lead  ; 
Who  came  to  ransome  guilty  men 
From  regions  of  the  dead. 

5  Lord,  see  the  sinner's  tears  I 

Hear  his  repenting  cry  ! 
Speak,  and  his  contrite  heart  shall  live  ; 
Speak,  and  his  sins  shall  die. 

6  Speak,  with  that  mighty  voice, 

Which  shall  hereafter  spread 
Its  summons  through  tne  earth  and  sea, 
To  raise  the  sleeping  dead. 

Sten  net. 


Hymn  CXXVIII.    Common  Metre.  ^  or  b 
God  our  Portion.    Psalm  iv.  6,  7. 

1  IN  vain  the  erring  world  inquires 
For  true  substantial  good  ; 
Whilst  earth  confines  their  low  desires, 
They  live  on  airy  food. 


HYMN  129. 


99 


2  Illusive  dreams  of  happiness 

Their  eager  thoughts  employ  ; 
They  wake,  convinc'd  their  boasted  bliss 
Was  visionary  joy. 

3  Not  all  the  good  which  earth  bestows, 

Can  fill  the  craving  mind  ; 
Its  highest  joys  have  mingled  woes, 
And  leave  a  sting  behind. 

4  Be  gone,  ye  gilded  vanities  ! 

I  seek  some  solid  good  ! 
To  real  bliss  my  wishes  rise, 
The  favour  of  my  God. 

5  To  thee,  my  God,  my  soul  aspires  ; 

Dispel  these  shades  of  night ; 
Enlarge  and  fill  these  vast  desires 
With  infinite  delight. 

6  Immortal  joy  thy  smiles  impart, 

Heaven  dawns  in  every  ray  ; 
One  glimpse  of  thee  will  glad  my  heart, 
And  turn  my  night  to  day. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CXXIX.    Common  Metre.  ^  or  b 
The  Covenant  of  Grace. 

1  IN  vain  we  lavish  out  our  lives, 

To  gather  empty  wind  ; 
The  choicest  blessings  earth  can  yield 
Will  starve  a  hungry  mind, 

2  But  God  can  every  want  supply, 

And  fill  our  heart!*  with  peace  ; 
He  gives  by  covenan  c  and  by  oath 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 


HYMN  130. 


3  Pardon  he  speaks  to  contrite  souls, 

This  is  the  joyful  sound, 
C6  Your  sins  shall  sink  beneath  the  sea, 
"  And  shall  no  more  be  found. 

4  "  And  lest  pollution  should  o'erspreati 

"  Your  inward  powers  again, 
ic  My  spirit  shall  bedew  your  souls, 
"  Like  purifying  rain. 

5  a  Your  stony  hearts  I'll  take  away, 

«  That  will  not  be  refin'd  ; 
"  And  put  within  you  tender  hearts, 
"  To  my  blest  will  inclin'd. 

6  u  On  them  my  Spirit  shall  engrave 

"  The  precepts  of  my  law  ; 
u  And  by  the  gentle  cords  of  love 
"  Your  willing  souls  shall  draw." 

7  Lord,  we  receive  thy  pardoning  grace, 

We  yield  to  thy  commands  ; 
Thou  art  our  God,  and  we  are  thine, 
In  everlasting  bands. 

Watts,  with  Variation  and  Addition. 

Hymn  CXXX.    Long  Metre.    %  or  b 
Christ  the  Way  to  God. 

1  IN  vain  would  boasting  reason  find 
The  way  to  happiness  and  God  ; 
Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
Bewilder'd  in  a  doubtful  road. 

2  Jesus,  no  other  name  but  thine, 
Is  given  by  everlasting  love, 

To  lead  our  souls  to  joys  divine  ; 
No  other  name  will  God  approve. 
S  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart, 
On  these,  my  fainting  spirit  lives  ; 


HYMN  131. 


101 


Diviner  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  power  of  nature  gives. 

4  To  whom  but  thee  shall  mortals  go, 
To  find  the  true  and  living  way, 

That  leads  us  through  this  world  of  woe 
To  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Here  let  my  constant  feet  abide, 
Nor  from  the  heavenly  way  depart  ! 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  be  my  guide, 
Direct  my  steps,  and  rule  my  heart. 

6  In  thee,  my  great  almighty  Friend, 
My  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine  ; 
On  thee  alone  my  hopes  depend, 
For  life,  eternal  life  is  thine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CXXXI.       Long  Metre.  % 
The  Blessing  of  the  Gospel. 

1  IN  various  forms,  to  saints  of  old, 
God  did  his  mind  and  will  unfold  ; 
But  Christ,  commission'd  from  above, 
Hath  now  reveal'd  his  grace  and  love. 

2  We  read  the  volume  of  thy  word, 
That  book  of  life,  that  true  record  ; 
The  bright  inheritance  of  heaven 
Is  by  this  sure  conveyance  given. 

3  His  kindest  thoughts  are  here  exprest  ; 
Able  to  make  us  wise  and  blest  ; 

His  doctrines  are  divinely  true, 
Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 

4  We  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
For  his  rich  grace  and  boundless  love  ; 
Let  all  mankind  receive  his  word, 
And  every  nation  bless  the  Lord. 

29*        Liverpool  Collection* 


102 


HYMN  132,  133. 


Hymn  CXXXII.  Common  Metre.  m 
Praise  far  Creation  and  ProYidence. 

1  I  SING  the  mighty  power  of  God, 

That  made  the  mountains  rise  ; 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordain'd 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day  ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  fill'd  the  earth  with  food  : 
He  form'd  the  creatures  by  his  word, 
And  then  pronounc'd  them  good. 

4  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  display'd, 

Where'er  I  turn  mine  eye  I 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky  ! 

5  There's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below 

But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
The  clouds  arise  and  tempests  blow. 
By  order  from  thy  throne* 

6  Creatures,  as  numerous  as  they  be, 

Are  subject  to  thy  care  ; 
There's  not  a  place  where  we  can  flee, 
But  God  is  present  there. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CXXXI1I.  Common  Metre. 
Christ  precious  in  Lite  and  Death. 

1  JESUS,  I  love  thy  glorious  name  ; 
'Tis  musick  to  my  ear  ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  heaven  and  earth  might  hear. 


HYMN  134. 


103 


Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  treasure  and  my  trust  ; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 

And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet  -7 
Not  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart, 

And  sheds  its  fragrance  there  ; 
The  richest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 

With  my  last  labouring  breath  ; 
Then,  speechless,  give  my  soul  to  thee, 
The  antidote  of  death. 

Doddridge. 


Hymn  CXXXIV.    Long  Metre,  f  or  b 
The  Memorial  of  our  absent  Lord. 

1  JESUS  is  gone  above  the  sky, 
Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not  ; 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eye 

To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have, 
How  weak  our  faith  and  hope  might  prove  ; 
And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 

This  kind  memorial  of  his  love. 

3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  spread, 
With  his  own  flesh  and  dying  blood  ; 
We  on  the  rich  provision  feed, 

And  taste  the  wine,  and  bless  our  God. 

4  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem  ; 


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HYMN  135. 


Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

5  Whilst  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place  ; 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CXXXV.    Common  Metre.     or  b 
Relieving  Christ  in  his  Saints. 

1  JESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 

Thy  bounties,  how  complete  ! 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light, 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  my  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  world  is  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

Partakers  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 

And  visited  and  cheer'd  ; 
And,  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

$  Thy  face,  with  reverence  and  with  love, 
I  in  thy  poor  would  see  ; 
Lord,  I  would  rather  beg  my  bread, 
Than  hold  it  back  from  thee. 


Doddridge, 


HYMN  136,  137.   105 

Hymn  CXXXVI.    Common  Metre.  * 
Redemption. 

1  JESUS,  th'  eternal  Son  of  God, 

Whom  heavenly  powers  obey, 
The  bosom  of  his  Father  left, 
And  enter'd  human  clay. 

2  Into  our  sinful  world  he  came, 

The  messenger  of  grace  ; 
And  on  the  cursed  tree  expir'd, 
A  victim  in  our  place. 

3  Transgressors  of  the  deepest  stain, 

In  him  salvation  find  ; 
His  blood  removes  the  foulest  guilt ; 
His  Spirit  heals  the  mind. 

4  Our  Jesus  saves  from  sin  and  death, 

His  promises  are  sure  ; 
And  on  this  rock  our  souls  may  rest, 
Imraoveably  secure. 

5  O  let  these  tidings  be  received 

With  universal  joy  ; 
And  let  the  high  aagelick  praise 
Our  tuneful  powers  employ. 

6  Glory  to  God,  who  gave  his  Son, 

To  bear  our  shame  and  pain  ; 
Hence  peace  on  earth,  and  grace  to  man, 
Through  all  succession  reign. 

Gibbons. 


Hymn  CXXXVII.    Long  Metre. 
The  Union  of  Christ  and  his  Church, 
1  JESUS,  thou  everlasting  King, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring  ; 
Accept  the  well  deserv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 


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HYMN  138. 


2  Let  every  act  of  homage  be 

Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Like  the  blest  hour,  when  from  above 
We  first  receiv'cl  thy  pledge  of  love. 

3  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 

Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay  j 
Let  not  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

4  May  every  minute,  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys  ; 
Till  we  are  rais'cl  to  sing  thy  name, 
At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Wat  ts. 


Hymn  CXXXVIII.    Common  Metre.  ^  or  b 

The  compassionate  Call  of  Christ.    Matt,  xxiii.  37,  38. 

1  JESUS,  the  friend  of  sinners,  calls, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes  ; 
And  warns  them  of  the  dangerous  foes 
That  all  around  them  rise. 

2  "  Fly  to  the  refuge  of  my  arms, 

"  And  dwell  secure  from  fear  ; 
«  No  enemy  shall  pluck  you  hence, 
"  No  weapon  wound  you  here." 

3  With  anxious  heart,  the  parent  bird 

Thus  calls  her  offspring  round  ; 
When  furious  vultures  beat  the  air, 
And  slaughter  stains  the  ground. 

4  The  trembling  brood,  by  nature  taught, 

Fly  to  the  known  retreat ; 
Beneath  her  downy  wings  are  safe, 
And  find  the  shelter  sweet. 

5  Shall  men,  alas  \  more  thoughtless  men, 

Refuse  to  lend  an  ear  ? 


HYMN  139,  140. 


107 


Their  only  refuge  madly  shun, 
And  rather  die  than  hear  ? 
6  No,  let  us  take  the  offer'd  grace, 
Lest  we  his  wrath  inflame  ; 
For  blest  are  they  who  put  their  trust 
In  his  almighty  name. 

Altered  from  Doddridge. 

Hymn  CXXXIX.    Common  Metre.      or  b 
Christ  the  Head  of  his  Church. 

1  JESUS,  we  sing  thy  matchless  grace, 

That  calls  such  worms  thy  own  ; 
Gives  us  among  thy  saints  a  place, 
And  brings  us  near  thy  throne. 

2  When  join'd  to  thee,  our  vital  head, 

Our  virtues  grow  and  thrive  ; 
From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead, 
Though  it  may  seem  alive. 

3  Thy  saints  on  earth,  and  those  above 

All  join  in  sweet  accord ; 
The  body  one,  in  mutual  love, 
And  thou  our  common  Lord. 

4  O  may  our  humble  faith  receive 

Thy  Spirit  with  delight  ; 
Then  time  and  death  in  vain  shall  strive 
The  bond  to  disunite. 

Doddridge, 

Hymn  CXL.    Hallelujah  Metre.  3S 
The  Offices  and  Names  of  Christ. 

1  JOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
Of  wisdom  and  of  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  ever  angels  bore  ; 


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HYMN  140. 


All  are  too  mean       To  speak  his  worth, 
Or  set  Immanuel's    Glory  forth. 

2  Great  Profihet  of  our  God, 

Our  souls  would  bless  thy  name  ; 

By  thee,  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came. 
The  joyful  news     Of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdued,     And  peace  with  Heaven 

3  Jesus  our  great  High-Priest 
Hath  shed  his  blood,  and  died  ; 
Our  guilty  conscience  seeks 
No  sacrifice  beside. 

His  precious  blood       Did  once  atone, 
And  now  he  pleads      Before  the  throne. 

4  Our  great  almighty  Lord) 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 
Thy  reigning  grace  we  sing. 

Thine  is  the  power,       Behold  we  sit, 
Thy  willing  captives,      At  thy  feet. 

5  We  hear  our  Shepherd's  voice, 
His  watchful  eyes  shall  keep 
Our  wandering  souls  among 
Ten  thousands  of  his  sheep. 

He  feeds  his  flock,  He  knows  their  names 
His  bosom  bears        The  tender  lambs. 

6  Should  the  proud  host  of  death, 
And  powers  of  hell  unknown, 
Put  their  most  dreadful  forms 
Of  rage  and  malice  on, 

We  shall  be  safe,     For  Christ  displays 
Superior  power,      And  guardian  grace* 

Watts, 


HYMN  m. 


109 


Hymn  CXLL    Common  Metre.        or  ^ 
Diving  Counsels. 

1  KEEP  silence,  all  created  things, 

And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  ! 
My  soul  stands  trembling,  whilst  she  sings 
The  honours  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree  ; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Before  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men  ; 
With  every  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine  ; 
Each  openjng  leaf,  and  every  stroke 
Fulfils  some  kind  design. 

$  Here  he  exalts  neglected  worms 
To  sceptres  and  a  crown  ; 
And  then  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  No  creature  asks  the  reason  why, 

Nor  God  the  reasoa  gives  ; 
No  favourite  angel  dares  to  pry 
Between  the  folded  leaves. 

7  My  God,  I  would  not  wish  to  see 

My  fate  with  curious  eyes  ; 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 

5  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace. 

May  I  but  find  my  name, 


HYMN  142. 


Recorded,  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CXLII.      Common  Metre, 
The  Scriptures. 

1  LADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 

I  come  to  thee,  my  Lord ; 
For  not  a  ray  of  hope  appears 
But  in  thy  holy  word. 

2  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 

Does  all  my  grief  assuage  ; 
There  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
In  every  sacred  page. 

3  This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 

The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
Then  blest  is  he  who  wisely  tries 
To  make  that  pearl  his  own. 

4  Here  living  water  gently  flows, 

To  wash  me  from  my  sin ; 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein. 

5  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strife, 

Where  sense  and  reason  fail ; 
My  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

6  May  thy  wise  counsels,  O  my  God, 

These  roving  feet  command  ; 
Lest  I  forsake  the  happy  road 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

Watts,  varied. 


 HYMN  143.   1_1J 

Hymn  CXLIII.  Common  Metre.    M  or  b 
In  a  Thunder  Storm. 

1  LET  coward  guilt,  with  pallid  fear, 
To  sheltering  caverns  fly, 

And  justly  dread  the  vengeful  fate, 
Which  thunders  through  the  sky. 

2  Protected  by  that  hand,  whose  law 

The  threatening  storms  obey, 
Intrepid  virtue  smiles  secure, 
As  in  the  blaze  of  day. 

3  In  the  thick  cloud's  tremendous  gloom, 

The  lightning's  horrid  glare, 
It  views  the  same  all-gracious  Power 
Which  breathes  the  vernal  air. 

4  Through  nature's  ever  varying  scene, 

By  different  ways  pursued, 
The  one  eternal  end  of  Heaven 
Is  universal  good. 

5  With  like  beneficent  effect, 

O'er  flaming  ether  glows ; 
As  when  it  tunes  the  linnet's  voice, 
And  blushes  in  the  rose. 

6  When  through  creation's  vast  expanse, 

The  last  dread  thunders  roll, 
Untune  the  concord  of  the  spheres, 
And  shake  the  guilty  soul  : 

7  Unmov'd,  may  we  the  final  storm 

Of  jarring  worlds  survey, 
That  ushers  in  the  tranquil  morn 
Of  everlasting  day. 

Mrs.  Carter, 


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HYMN  144. 


Hymn  CXLIV.    Common  Metre,  m 
The  Gospel  Invitation. 

1  LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  soundj^ 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

Who  feed  upon  the  wind  ; 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  th'  immortal  mind  ! 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  has  prepar'd 

A  soul  reviving  feast ; 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die ; 
Here  yotu  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  streams  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  O  Lord,  the  treasures  of  thy  lovo 

Are  deep,  unfathom'd  mines ; 
Deep  as  our  helpless  miseries  are, 
And  boundless  as  our  sins. 

7  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day  ; 
We  humbly  seek  that  rich  supply 
That  drives  our  wants  away. 

Watts* 


HYMN  145,  146, 


113 


Hymn  CXLV.    Long  Metre.    X  or  b 
True  Charity. 

1  LET  men  of  high  conceit  and  zeal 
Their  fervours  and  their  faith  proclaim  ; 
If  charity  be  wanting  still, 

The  rest  is  but  a  sounding  name. 

2  Patient  and  meek  she  suffers  long, 
And  slowly  her  resentments  rise  ; 
Soon  she  forgets  the  greatest  wrong, 
And  soon  the  angry  passion  dies. 

S  She  envies  none  their  better  state, 

But  makes  her  neighbour's  bliss  her  own  ; 
Nor  vaunts  herself  with  mind  elate, 
But  still  a  modest  air  puts  on. 

4  lier  neighbour's  infamy  and  ill 
To  her  no  entertainment  give  ; 
She's  pleas'd  to  see  him  prosper  still, 
And  still  in  good  repute  to  live. 

5  This  is  the  grace  that  reigns  on  high, 
And  will  for  ever  brightly  burn, 
When  hope  shall  in  enjoyment  die, 
And  faith  to  intuition  turn. 

Smart. 


Hymx  CXLVI.    Long  Metre. 
The  Conquest  of  Michael  over  the  Dragon. 

1  LET  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  sing 
The  wars  of  heaven,  when  Michael  stood, 
Appointed  by  th'  eternal  King, 

To  fight  the  battles  of  our  God. 

2  Against  the  dragon  and  his  host, 
The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail  ; 

In  vain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boast, 
Their  courage  sinks,  their  weapons  fail, 


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HYMN  147. 


3  Down  to  the  earth  was  Satan  thrown, 
Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  fell  ; 
Then  was  the  trump  of  triumph  blown, 
And  shook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  hell. 

4  Now  is  the  hour  of  darkness  past, 
Christ  hath  assum'd  his  reigning  power; 
Behold  the  great  accuser  cast 

Down  from  the  skies,  to  rise  no  more. 

5  'Twas  by  thy  blood,  immortal  Lamb, 
Thine  armies  trod  the  dragon  down ; 
'Twas  by  thy  word  and  powerful  name, 
They  gain'd  the  battle  and  renown. 

6  Rejoice,  ye  heavens,  let  every  star 
Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  sky  ; 
Saints,  while  ye  sing  the  heavenly  war, 
Raise  your  Deliverer's  name  .on  high. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CXLVII.    Common  Metre.       or  b 
Frail  Bodies,  and  God  our  Preserver. 

1  LET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 

Nor  death  nor  danger  fear  ; 
But  we'll  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass,  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay  ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  flesh  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone  ; 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  who  made  us  first; 


HYMN  148,  149. 


115 


Salvation  to  th5  almighty  Name 
That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 

5  Whilst  we  have  breath,  or  use  our  tongues, 
Our  Maker  we'll  adore  ; 
His  Spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 

WattI 

Hymn  CXLVIII.    Short  Metre,    m  or  b 
Catholicism. 

1  LET  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth, 

Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  hell, 

Be  banish'd  far  away  ; 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell, 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above  ; 
Where  streams  of  pleasure. always  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

Beddome. 


Hymn  CXLIX.    Common  Metre.       or  \y 
Charity  greater  than  Faith  or  Hope. 

}  LET  Pharisees  of  high  esteem, 
Their  faith  and  zeal  declare, 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 


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HYMN  150, 


2  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  eye, 

Nor  is  provok'd  in  haste  ; 
She  lets  the  present  injury  die, 
And  long  forgets  the  past. 

3  Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell, 

She  quenches  with  her  tongue  ; 
Hopes  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Though  she  endures  the  wrong, 

4  She  ne'er  desires  nor  seeks  to  know 

The  scandals  of  the  time  ; 
Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  below, 
Nor  envies  those  who  climb. 

5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by, 

To  seek  her  neighbour's  good ; 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  save  us  by  his  blood. 

6  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  power 

In  the  blest  realms  above  ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  for  ever  love. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CL.    Common  Metre.    ^  or  b 
Sincerity. 

1  LET  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name 
*  Their  promises  fulfil  ; 

The  saints,  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
Are  men  of  honour  still. 

2  True  to  the  solemn  oaths  they  take, 

Though  to  their  hurt  they  swear ; 
Constant  and  just  to  all  they  speak, 
For  God  and  angels  hear. 

3  Still  with  their  lips,  their  hearts  agree, 

Nor  flattering  words  devise  : 


HYMN  151. 


117 


They  know  the  God  of  truth  can  see 
Through  every  false  disguise. 

4  They  hate  th5  appearance  of  a  lie. 

In  all  the  shapes  it  wears  ; 
And  God  has  promis'd,  when  they  die, 
Eternal  life  is  theirs. 

5  Lo,  from  afar  the  Lord  descends, 

And  brings  the  judgment  down  ; 
He  bids  his  saints,  his  faithful  friends, 
Rise  and  possess  their  crown. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CLI.    Common  Metre.     p  or  5 
The  Bread  of  Life.   John  vi.  49,  54. 

1  LET  us  adore  th9  Eternal  Word, 

'Tis  he  our  souls  hath  fed ; 
Thou  art  our  living  stream,  O  Lord, 
And  thou  th*  immortal  bread. 

2  The  manna  came  from  lower  skies  ; 

But  Jesus  from  above, 
Where  the  fresh  springs  of  pleasure  rise, 
And  rivers  flow  with  love. 

3  The  ancient  fathers  died  at  last, 

Who  ate  that  heavenly  bread  ; 
But  these  provisions,  which  we  taste, 
Can  raise  us  from  the  dead. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  that  gives  his  flesh 

To  nourish  dying  men  ; 
And  often  spreads  his  table  fresh, 
Lest  we  should  faint  again. 

5  Our  souls  shall  draw  their  heavenly  breath, 

While  Jesus  finds  supplies  ; 
Nor  shall  our  graces  sink  to  death, 
For  Jesus  never  dies. 


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HYMN  152. 


6  Daily  our  mortal  flesh  decays, 
But  Christ  our  life  shall  come  ; 
And  by  his  mighty  power  shall  raise 
Our  bodies  from  the  tomb. 

Watts- 
Hymn  CLII.      Common  Metre*  5 
On  the  Death  of  a  Child. 

1  LIFE  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour, 

How  soon  the  vapour  flies  ! 
Man  is  a  tender  transient  flower, 
That  in  the  blooming  dies. 

2  Death  spreads,  like  winter,  frozen  arms, 

And  beauty  smiles  no  more  ; 
Where  now  are  fled  those  rising  charms 
Which  pleas'd  our  eyes  before  ? 

3  The  once  lov'd  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 
And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 
And  wither'd  all  her  joys. 

4  But  wait  the  interposing  gloom, 

And  lo  !  stern  winter  flies  I 
And,  drest  in  beauty's  fairest  bloom, 
The  flowery  tribes  arise. 

5  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When,  what  we  now  deplore 
Shall  rise  in  full  immortal  prime, 
Arid  bloom,  to  fade  no  more. 

6  Then  cease,  fond  nature,  dry  thy  tears, 

Religion  points  on  high  ; 
There  everlasting  spring  appears, 
And  joys  that  never  die. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  153,  154. 


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Hymn  CLIIL     Long  Metre.  5 
Life  and  Death* 

1  LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward  ; 
And  whilst  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  which  God  has  given, 
To  'scape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heaven ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  ; 

Their  memory  and  their  sense  are  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  Their  hatred  and  their  love  are  lost ; 
Their  envy  buried  in  the  dust  ; 
They  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  siui. 

5  No  acts  of  pardon  can  be  past 

In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste  ; 

For  no  repentance  can  be  found, 

Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

6  Then,  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  soul,  with  all  thy  might  pursue  ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  rest, 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blest. 

Watts. 

HrMN  CLIV.     Common  Metre,     m  or  ^ 
Conviction  of  Sin,  and  Relief  by  the  Gospel. 

1  LORD,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 
And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 


I  was  alive  without  the  law, 
And  thought  my  sins  were  dead  ! 


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HYMN  155. 


2  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright ; 

But  since  the  precept  came, 
With  a  convincing  power  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  My  guilt  appear'd  but  small  before. 

Till,  terrified,  I  saw 
How  perfect,  holy,  just  and  pure 
Is  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load? 

My  sins  reviv'd  again  ; 
I  had  provok'd  a  holy  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  are  vain. 

5  My  God,  what  power  shall  I  invoke 

With  my  last  labouring  breath, 
To  rid  me  of  this  wretched  yoke, 
These  bonds  of  sin  and  death. 

6  In  Jesus  I  behold  thy  face, 

Thy  mercy  there  I  see  ; 
Through  him  I  trust  thy  boundless  grace, 
To  set  the  prisoner  free. 

Watts,  with  Variation  and  Addition. 

Hymn  CLV.    Common  Metre.  $j 
Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  LORD,  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 

The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renew'd, 
But  to  renew  thy  praise  ? 

2  Thy  own  almighty  power  and  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

3  Thou,  when  the  pains  of  death  were  felt;. 

Didst  chase  the  fears  of  hell ; 


HYMN  156. 


12i 


And  teach  my  pale  and  quivering  lips, 
Thy  matchless  grace  to  tell. 

4  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour  God, 

I  did  my  soul  resign, 
In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 

5  From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave, 

At  thy  command,  I  come ; 
Nor  would  I  urge  a  speedier  flight 
To  my  celestial  home. 

6  Where  thou  shalt  settle  my  abode, 

There  would  I  choose  to  be  ; 
For  in  thy  presence  death  is  life, 
And  earth  is  heaven  with  thee. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  CLVI.    Long  Metre.       or  b 

Storm  and  Thunder. 

1  LORD  of  the  earth,  and  sea,  and  skies, 
All  nature  owns  thy  sovereign  power ; 
At  thy  command  the  tempests  rise, 

At  thy  command  the  thunders  roar. 

2  We  hear  with  trembling  and  affright 
The  voice  of  heaven,  tremendous  sound  ! 
Keen  lightnings  pierce  the  shades  of  night. 
And  spread  their  horrors  all  around. 

3  What  mortal  could  sustain  the  stroke, 
Should  wrath  divine  in  dreadful  storms, 
Which  our  repeated  crimes  provoke, 
Descend  to  crush  rebellious  worms  I 

4  These  dreadful  glories  of  thy  name 
With  terror  would  o'erwhelm  our  souls ; 

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HYMN  157. 


But  mercy  dawns  with  kinder  beam, 
And  guilt  and  rising  fear  contiols. 

5  O  let  thy  mercy  on  my  heart, 

With  cheering,  healing  radiance  shine  ; 

Bid  every  anxicus  fear  depart, 

And  gently  whisper,  "  thou  art  mine." 

6  Then,  safe  beneath  thy  guardian  care, 
In  hope  serene  my  soul  shall  rest ; 

Nor  storms  nor  dangers  reach  me  there, 
In  thee,  my  God,  my  refuge,  blest. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CLVII.    Long  Metre.         or  l> 
The  eternal  Sabbath. 

1  LORD  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house  ; 
And  let  our  songs  and  worship  rise, 
Like  grateful  incense  to  the  skies. 

2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love  ; 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

To  that  our  labouring  souls  aspire, 
With  ardent  pangs  of  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 

Nor  sin,  nor  death  shall  reach  the  place  ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs, 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues, 

4  No  rude  alarms,  no  raging  foes, 
To  interrupt  the  long  repose  -9 

No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sunr 
To  veil  the  bright  eternal  noon. 

5  O  long  expected  day,  begin  ; 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  death  and  siaf 


HYMN  158. 


123 


Fain  would  we  quit  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 

Doddridge; 


Hymn  CLVIII.    Common  Metre. 
Divine  Goodness. 

1  LORD,  thou  art  good,  all  nature  shows 

Thee  full  and  free  and  kind  ; 
Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows, 
Nor  can  it  be  confinM. 

2  The  whole  in  every  part  proclaims 

Thy  infinite  good  will  ! 
It  .shines  in  stars,  it  flows  in  streams, 
And  bursts  from  every  hill. 

3  It  fills  the  wide  extended  main, 

And  heavens  which  spread  more  wide  ; 
It  drops  in  gentle  showers  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  every  tide. 

4  Still  hath  it  been  diffus'd  and  free, 

Through  ages  past  and  gone  ; 
Nor  ever  can  exhausted  be, 
But  still  keeps  flowing  on. 

5  Through  the  whole  earth  it  pours  supplies. 

Spreads  joy  through  all  its  parts ; 
Lord,  may  thy  goodness  draw  our  eyes, 
And  captivate  our  Hearts. 

6  High  admiration  let  it  raise, 

And  kind  affections  move  ; 
Employ  our  tongues  in  hymns  of  praise, 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  love. 

Liverpool  Collection. 


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HYMN  159,  160. 


Hymn  CLIX.  Short  Metre,  m  or  b 
The  Promise  to  Believers  and  their  Children. 

1  LORD,  what  our  ears  have  heard, 

Our  eyes  delighted  trace  ; 
Thy  love  in  long  succession  shown 
To  Sion's  chosen  race. 

2  Our  children  thou  dost  claim, 

And  mark  them  out  for  thine  ; 
Ten  thousand  blessings  to  thy  name 
For  goodness  so  divine. 

3  Thee,  let  the  fathers  own, 

And  thee,  the  sons  adore  ; 
Joined  to  the  Lord  in  solemn  vows, 
To  be  forgot  no  more. 

4  Thy  covenant  may  they  keep, 

And  bless  the  happy  bands, 
Which  closer  still  engage  their  hearts 
To  honour  thy  commands. 

5  How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 

How  plenteous  is  thy  grace  ! 
Which,  in  the  promise  of  thy  love, 
Includes  our  rising  race. 

6  Our  offspring,  still  thy  care, 

Shall  own  their  father's  God, 
To  latest  times  thy  blessings  share, 
And  sound  thy  praise  abroad. 

Salisbury  Collection. 

Hymn  CLX.    Common  Metre. 
Creation  and  Providence. 

1  LORD,  when  my  raptur'd  thought  surveys 
Creation's  beauties  o'er, 


HYMN  160. 


125 


All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bid  my  soul  adore. 

2  Where'er  I  turn  my  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine  ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak  the  hand  divine. 

3  The  living  tribes  of  countless  forms 

In  earth,  and  sea,  and  air  ; 
The  meanest  flies,  the  smallest  worms, 
I  .    A  nighty  power  declare. 

4  All  rose  to  life  at  thy  command, 

And  wait  their  daily  food 
From  thy  paternal,  bounteous  hand, 
Exhaustless  spring  of  good  i 

5  The  meads,  array'd  in  beauteous  green. 

With  wholesome  herbage  crown'd ; 
The  fields  with  corn,  a  richer  scene, 
Spread  thy  full  bounties  round. 

6  The  fruitful  tree,  the  blooming  flower, 

In  varied  charms  appear  ; 
Their  varied  charms  display  thy  power,  ' 
Thy  goodness  all  declare. 

7  The  sun's  productive  quickening  beams 

The  growing  verdure  spread  ; 
Refreshing  rains  and  cooling  streams 
His  gentle  influence  aid. 

B  The  moon  and  stars  his  absent  light 
Reflect  with  borrow'd  rays  ; 
And  deck  the  sable  veil  of  night, 
And  speak  their  Maker's  praise* 

Mrs.  Steele* 

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126 


HYMN  161,  162. 


Hymn  CLXI.    Long  Metre.  or 
Faith  in  the  Redeemer's  Sacrifice. 

1  LORD,  when  my  thoughts  delighted  rove 
Amidst  the  wonders  of  thy  love, 

Glad  hope  revives  my  drooping  heart. 
And  bids  intruding  fear  depart. 

2  But  whilst  thy  sufferings  I  survey, 
And  faith  enjoys  a  heavenly  ray, 
These  dear  memorials  of  thy  pain 
Present  anew  the  dreadful  scene. 

3  I  hear  thy  groans,  with  deep  surprise, 
And  view  thy  wounds  with  weeping  eyes  ; 
Each  bleeding  wound,  each  dying  groan, 
With  anguish  fill'd,  and  pains  unknown. 

4  For  mortal  crimes  a  sacrifice, 
The  Lord  of  life,  the  Saviour  dies ; 
What  love,  what  mercy,  how  divine  ! 
And  can  I  call  the  Saviour  mine  ? 

5  Repenting  sorrow  fills  my  heart, 
But  mingling  joy  allays  the  smart  ; 
p  may  my  future  life  declare 

The  sorrow  and  the  joy  sincere. 

6  Be  all  my  heart  and  all  my  days 
Devoted  to  my  Saviour's  praise  ; 
And  let  my  glad  obedience  prove 
How  much  I  owe,  how  much  I  love. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CLXII.    Long  Metre. 
The  Gospel  Jubilee. 

1  LOUD  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  sound. 
And  spread  the  joyful  tidings  round  ; 


HYMN  163. 


Let  every  soul  with  transport  hear, 
And  hail  the  Lord's  accepted  year. 

2  Ye  debtors,  whom  he  gives  to  know, 
That  you  ten  thousand  talents  owe, 
When  humbled  at  his  feet  you  fall, 
Your  gracious  Lord  forgives  them  all. 

3  Slaves,  who  have  borne  the  heavy  chain 
Of  sin,  and  hell's  tyrannick  reign, 

To  liberty  assert  your  claim, 

And  plead  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

4  The  rich  inheritance  of  heaven, 

Your  joy,  your  crown  are  freely  given ; 
Fair  Salem,  your  arrival  waits, 
With  golden  streets  and  pearly  gates. 

5  Her  blest  inhabitants  no  more 
Bondage  and  poverty  deplore  ; 
No  debt  but  love  immensely  great, 
Whose  joy  still  rises  with  the  debt. 

6  O  happy  souls,  who  know  the  sound  ! 
God's  light  shall  all  their  steps  surround, 
And  shew  that  jubilee  begun, 

Which  through  eternal  years  shall  run. 

Doddridge. 


Hymn  CLXIII.    Hallelujah  Metre,  m 
The  Triumph  of  Christ,  and  the  Power  of  his  Gospel. 

1      LOUD  to  the  Prince  of  heaven 
Your  cheerful  voices  raise  ! 
To  him  your  vows  be  given, 
And  fill  his  courts  with  praise. 
With  conscious  wo*  th,    All  clad  in  arms, 
All  bright  in  charms,     He  sallies  forth. 


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HYMN  164. 


2  Gird  on  thy  conquering  sword, 
Ascend  thy  shining  car, 

And  march,  Almighty  Lord, 

To  wage  the  holy  war. 
Before  his  wheels,     In  glad  surprise, 
Ye  vallies,  rise,         And  sink,  ye  hills.. 

3  Fair  truth  and  gentle  love, 
With  righteousness  and  peace, 
In  thy  retinue  move, 

Thy  conquering  power  to  grace. 
Thou  in  their  cause    Shalt  prosperous  ride, 
And  far  and  wide       Dispense  thy  laws. 

4  Before  thy  mighty  sword, 
Millions  of  foes  shall  fall, 
The  captives  of  thy  word, 
That  word  which  conquers  alL 

The  world  shall  know,  Great  King  of  kingsj 
What  wondrous  things    Thine  arm  can  do. 

5  Here  to  my  willing  soul 
Bend  thy  triumphant  way*; 
Here  every  foe  control, 
And  all  thy  power  display. 

Beneath  thy  sword,    Blest  Jesus,  see, 
I  bow  to  thee,  My  Prince  and  Lord. 

Doddridge,  varied. 


Hymn  CLXIV.    Long  Metre.  5 
Folly  cured  by  Affliction. 

1  LOW  at  thy  gracious  feet  I  bend, 
My  God,  my  everlasting  friend, 
Permit  the  claim  ;  O  tet  thine  ear 
My  humble  suit  indulgent  hear* 


HYMN  164. 


129 


2  Lord,  thou  hast  bid  me  seek  thy  face, 
And  ask  of  thee  thy  promis'd  grace  ; 
O  may  thy  favour,  bliss  divine  ! 
With  fuller,  clearer  radiance  shine. 

3  But,  O  my  heart,  reflect  with  shame  ; 
Can  I  prefer  so  bold  a  claim  ? 
Conscious  how  often  I  have  sti  ay'd, 
By  empty  vanities  betray'd. 

4  How  oft,  ungrateful  to  my  God, 

Have  trifles  call'd  my  thoughts  abroad  ! 
Till  heavenly  pity  saw  me  roam, 
And  bade  affliction  bring  me  home. 

5  And  when  the  snares  of  earth  were  broke, 
By  kind  affliction's  needful  stroke, 
Have  not  I  own'd,  with  humble  praise, 
That  just  and  right  are  all  his  ways  ? 

6  Yes,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne, 
My  vileness  and  thy  love  I  own  ; 

O  let  that  love,  with  beams  divine, 
Forgiving,  healing,  round  me  shine. 

7  Whene'er  ungrateful  to  my  God, 
This  heedless  heart  requires  the  rod, 
Thy  arm  supporting  I  implore  ; 
The  hand  that  chastens  can  restore. 

8  O  may  the  kind  conviction  prove 
A  fruit  of  thy  paternal  love  ; 

Wean  me  from  earth,  from  sin  refine, 
And  make  my  heart  entirely  thine. 

Mrs.  Steele, 


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HYMN  165,  166. 


Hymn  CLXV.    Common  Metre.  m 
The  new  Jerusalem. 

1  LO,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

To  our  believing  eyes  \ 
The  earth  and  seas  are  past  away, 
And  the  old  roiling  skies  ! 

2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  resides? 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  new  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorn'd  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing, 
"  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 
"  Of  your  descending  King, 

4  "  The  God  of  glory,  down  to  men 

u  Removes  his  blest  abode  ; 
"  Men  are  the  objects  of  his  love, 
"  And  he  their  gracious  God. 

5  "  His  tender  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

"  From  every  weeping  eye  ; 
"  And  pains  and  groans  and  griefs  and  fears? 
"  And  death  itself  shall  die.5* 

6  How  bright  the  vision!  but  how  long 

Shall  this  glad  hour  delay  ! 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wings  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

Watts, 


Hymn  CLXVI,    Common  Metre.  %  or 
A  living  and  a  dead  Faith. 

I  MISTAKEN  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 
And  make  their  empty  boast 


HYMN  167. 


131 


Of  inward  joys  and  sins  forgiven, 
Whilst  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancies'  airy  flights, 
If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 
None  but  a  living  power  unites 
To  Christ  the  living  head. 

S  'Tis  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart  ; 
'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love  ; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hellj 

By  a  celestial  power  ; 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 

5  Faith  must  obey  our  Father's  will, 

As  well  as  trust  his  grace  \ 
A  pardoning  God  is  jealous  still, 
For  his  own  holiness, 

6  When  from  the  curse  he  sets  us  free, 

He  makes  our  natures  clean  \ 
Nor  would  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
The  minister  of  sin. 

7  His  Spirit  fills  our  hearts  with  love, 

And  seals  our  peace  with  God ; 
With  cheerful  steps  our  feet  shall  move 
Along  the  heavenly  road. 

Watts,  varied. 

Hymn  CLXVII.    Long  Metre,    m  or  b 
The  Example  of  Christ. 

I  MY  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word ; 


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HYMN  168. 


But  in  thy  life  thy  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  piety  and  zeal, 

Thy  deference  to  thy  Father's  will ; 

Thy  love  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witness'd  the  fervour  of  thy  prayer  ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern,  make  rne  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 
Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CLXVIII.    Long  Metre.   M  or  b 
Retirement  and  Meditation, 

1  MY  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
Amidst  ten  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  degrade  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense, 

Thy  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes  withdrawn  ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 


HYMN  169,  170. 


133 


In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CLXIX.  Common  Metre,  %  or  b 
The  Everlasting  Covenant. 

1  MY  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love 

Abides  for  ever  sure  ; 
And  in  its  boundless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2  What  though  my  house  be  not  with  thee, 

As  nature  could  desire  ? 
To  higher  joys  than  nature  gives, 
My  nobler  views  aspire. 

3  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

My  Father  art  become  ; 
Jesus,  my  Guardian  and  my  Friend^ 
And  heaven  my  final  home  ; 

4  I  welcome  all  thy  sovereign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love  ; 
And  when  thy  providence  is  dark, 
I  wait  thy  light  above. 

5  Thy  cov'nant  in  my  dying  hour 

Shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 
And  when  I  wake,  shall  still  employ 
My  everlasting  song. 

Doddridge,  varied* 

Hymn  CLXX.    Common  Metre,  m 
Gratitude  the  Spring  of  true  Religion. 
1  MY  God,  what  silken  cords  are  thine  ! 
How  soft,  and  yet  how  strong  ! 
Whilst  power,  and  truth,  and  love  combine 
To  draw  our  souls  along. 


A  34 


HYMN  171. 


2  When  crush'd  beneath  the  heavy  yoke 

Of  Satan  and  of  sin, 
Thy  hand  our  iron  bondage  broke. 
Our  grateful  hearts  to  win. 

3  The  guilt  of  twice  ten  thousand  sins 

Thy  mercy  takes  away  ; 
Thy  promise,  when  the  war  begins, 
Secures  the  crowning  day. 

4  Comfort  through  all  this  vale  of  tears 

In  rich  profusion  flows  ; 
The  glory  of  unnumber'd  years 
Eternity  bestows. 

5  Drawn  by  such  cords,  we  onward  move, 

Till  round  thy  throne  we  meet  ; 
And,  captives  in  the  chains  of  love, 
Fall  at  our  conqueror's  feet. 

Doddridge. 


Hymn  CLXXI.    Long  Metre.    %  or  b 
Imploring  divine  Influences. 

1  MY  God,  whene'er  my  longing  heart 
Its  grateful  tribute  would  impart  ; 
In  vam  my  tongue  with  feeble  aim 
Attempts  the  glories  of  thy  name. 

2  In  vain,  my  boldest  thoughts  arise, 
I  sink  to  earth,  and  lose  the  skies  ; 
Yet  I  may  *till  thy  grace  implore, 
And  low  in  dust  thy  name  adore. 

3  O  let  thy  grace  my  heart  inspire, 
And  raise  each  languid,  weak  desire  ; 
Thy  grace,  which  condescends  to  meet 
The  sinner  prostrate  at  thy  feet* 


HYMN  172. 


4  With  humble  fear  let  love  unite, 
And  mix  devotion  with  delight ; 
Then  shall  thy  name  be  all  my  joy, 
Thy  praise  my  constant,  blest  employ. 

5  Thy  name  inspires  the  harps  above, 
With  harmony  and  praise  and  love  ; 

That  grace,  which  tunes  th*  immortal  strings, 
Looks  kindly  down  on  mortal  things. 

6  O  let  thy  grace  guide  every  song, 
And  fill  my  heart,  and  tune  my  tongue  ; 
Then  shall  the  strains  harmonious  flow, 
And  heavenly  joy  begin  below. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Hymn  CLXXIL    Short  Metre,  gg  or  b 
God  our  Creator  and  Benefactor. 

1  MY  Maker  and  my  King  ! 

To  thee  my  all  I  owe  ; 
Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
From  whence  my  blessings  flow. 

2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind  ! 

A  thousand  reasons  move, 
A  thousand  obligations  bind 
My  heart  to  grateful  love. 

3  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 

On  thee  alone  I  live  ; 
My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  I  can  give. 

4  Lord,  what  can  I  impart 

When  all  is  thine  before  ! 
Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart ; 
The  gift,  alas,  how  poor  1 


136 


HYMN  173. 


5  Shall  I  withhold  thy  due  ? 

And  shall  my  passions  rove  ? 
Lord,  form  this  wretched  heart  anew, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  love. 

6  O  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine  ; 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Hymn  CLXXIII.  Common  Metre,  %  or 
Repentance  and  Hope. 

1  MY  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recall 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
Low  at  thy  feet  asham'd  I  fall, 
And  hide  my  guilty  face. 

2  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid  ? 

Ah,  vile  ungrateful  heart  ! 
By  earth's  unworthy  cares  betray'd, 
From  Jesus  to  depart ! 

3  From  Jesus,  who  alone  can  give 

True  pleasure,  peace  and  rest : 
When  absent  from  my  Lord,  I  live 
Unsatisfied,  unblest. 

4  But  he,  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 

My  wandering  soul  restores  ; 
He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
The  pardon  it  implores. 

5  O  whilst  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

The  penitential  sigh, 
Confirm  the  kind,  the  pardoning  word, 
With  pity  in  thine  eye. 


HYMN  174.  137 


Then  shall  the  mourner,  at  thy  feet, 

Rejoice  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  grateful  own  how  kind,  how  sweet 

Is  thy  forgiving  grace, 

Mrs.  Steele, 


Hymn  CLXXIV.    Short  Metre.  b 
Confession  and  Pardon. 

1  MY  sorrows,  like  a  flood 

Impatient  of  restraint, 
Into  thy  bosom,  O  my  God, 
Pour  out  a  long  complaint. 

2  How  often  have  I  stood 

A  rebel  to  the  skies  I 
Yet,  O  the  patience  of  my  God, 
Thy  thunder  silent  lies. 

3  Now  by  a  powerful  glance, 

My  Saviour,  from  thy  face, 
This  rebel  heart  no  more  withstands, 
But  yields  to  sovereign  grace. 

4  I  see  the  Prince  of  Life # 

Display  his  wounded  veins  ; 
I  see  the  fountain  open'd  wide, 
To  wash  away  my  stains. 

5  My  God  is  reconcil'd, 

My  tears  his  pity  move  ; 
He  calls  me  his  adopted  child, 
The  object  of  his  love. 

6  Now  let  me  not  receive 

In  vain  this  heavenly  grace  ; 
But  let  it  be  a  fruitful  seed, 
Producing  holiness. 

Watts,  abbreviated  and  altered. 
32* 


138 


HYMN  175,  176. 


Hymn  CLXXV.    Common  Metre. 
The  Christian  Race. 

1  MY  soul,  awake,  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigour  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around, 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all  animating  voice, 

Which  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths,  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

5  My  soul,  with  sacred  ardour  frVd, 

The  glorious  prize  pursue, 
And  meet  with  joy  the  high  command, 
To  bid  this  earth  adieu. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  CLXXVI.    Short  Metre.  b 
Prayer  in  Sickness. 

1  MY  Sovereign,  to  thy  throne, 
With  humble  hope,  I  press  ; 
O  bow  thine  ear,  to  hear  the  groan 
Of  indigent  distress. 


HYMN  177.  139 


2  Th'  eternal  priest  appears 

Before  thee  with  his  blood  ; 
Through  him  I  offer  these  my  tears, 
And  cast  my  care  on  God. 

3  My  life,  bowVl  down  with  pain, 

Mourns  its  decaying  bloom  ; 
Lord,  clothe  these  bones  with  flesh  again, 
And  spare  me  from  the  tomb. 

4  Without  one  murmCring  word, 

Thy  chastening  I  receive  ; 
But  with  submission  ask,  O  Lord, 
A  merciful  reprieve. 

5  Distress'd  and  pain'd  as  now, 

Thy  aid  I  once  implor'd  ; 

hy  pity  heard  my  earnest  vow, 

Thy  power  my  health  restor'd. 

6  My  supplicating  voice. 

Unwearied,  I  will  raise  : 
Say  to  thy  servant's  soul,  "  Rejoice," 
And  fill  my  mouth  with  praise. 

Scott. 


Hymn  CLXXVII.    Common  Metre. 
Marriage. 

1  MYSTERIOUS  rite  !  by  Heaven  ordain'd 

This  sacred  truth  to  prove, 
The  bliss  which  mortals  here  enjoy, 
Must  flow  from  virtuous  love. 

2  Though  made  by  God's  almighty  hand, 

And  in  his  image  form'd ; 
Yet  Adam  knew  no  happiness, 
Till  love  his  bosom  warm'd. 


140 


HYMN  ITS. 


3  Eden,  with  all  its  beauteous  groves, 

And  fruits  of  richest  taste, 
To  one  for  social  bliss  design'd 
Was  but  a  lonely  waste. 

4  But  when  his  lovely  bride  appear'd, 

In  native  graces  drest, 
The  latent  spark  burst  into  flame, 
And  love  inspired  his  breast. 

5  What  wise  provision  hast  thou  made, 

Great  Parent  of  mankind, 
That  all  thine  offspring  may  enjoy 
The  bliss  for  them  design'd  I 

6  Then  will  we  join  our  hearts  and  hands 

In  bonds  of  virtuous  love  ; 
And  whilst  we  live  in  peace  below, 
Prepare  for  bliss  above. 

Hymn  CLXXVIII.    Common  Metre,  b 
Submission  to  Providence. 

1  NAKED  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 

And  rose  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  call  our  own,  in  vain, 
Are  but  short  favours,  borrow'd  now, 
To  be  repaid  again. 

3  'Tis  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  to  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and,  blessed  be  his  name, 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then  ! 

Let  each  impatient  sigh 


HYMN  179. 


141 


Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will. 

And  every  murmur  die. 
5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread  ; 
And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too 

That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CLXXIX.    Common  Metre, 
Vain  Prosperity,  or  Forgetfolness  of  God. 

1  NO,  I  shall  envy  them  no  more, 

Who  grow  profanely  great  ; 
Though  they  increase  their  golden  store, 
And  shine  in  robes  of  state. 

2  They  taste  of  all  the  joys  that  grow 

Upon  this  earthly  clod  ; 
In  vain  they  search  the  creature  through 
Whilst  they  forget  their  God. 

*3  Shake  off  the  thoughts  of  dying  too, 
And  think  your  life  your  own  ; 
But  death  comes  hastening  on  to  you, 
To  cut  your  glory  down. 

4  Yes,  you  must  bow  your  stately  head, 

Away  your  spirit  flies  ; 
And  no  kind  angel  near  your  bed, 
To  bear  it  to  the  skies. 

5  Go  now,  and  boast  of  all  your  stores, 

And  tell  how  bright  you  shine  ; 
Your  heaps  of  glitt'ring  dust  are  yours, 
And  my  Redeemer's  mine. 

Watts. 


142  HYMN  180.   

Hymn  CLXXX.    Common  Metre.  % 
The  Holiness  and  Happiness  of  Heaven. 

1  NOR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard. 

Nor  sense,  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  hath  prepar'd 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  ; 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lip,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Not  the  malicious  or  profane, 

The  covetous  or  proud, 
Nor  thieves  nor  slanderers  shall  obtain 
The  kingdom  of  our  God. 

5  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 

Pollution,  sin  and  shame  ; 
None  shall  receive  admittance  there, 
But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

6  If  we  are  wash'd  in  Jesus'  blood, 

And  pardon'd  through  his  name  ; 
If  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
Has  sanctified  our  frame  : 

7  We  ask  a  persevering  power, 

To  keep  thy  just  commands  ; 
We  would  defile  our  hearts  no  more, 
No  more  ppllute  our  hands. 

Watts,  varied. 


 HYMN  181,   US 

Hymn  CLXXXI.    Leng  Metre,  m 
Christians  the  Sons  of  God. 

1  NOT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 
Who  boast  the  honours  of  their  birth, 
Such  real  dignity  can  claim, 

As  those  who  bear  the  christian  name, 

2  To  them  the  privilege  is  given, 

To  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  heaven  ;  4 
Sons  of  the  God,  who  reigns  on  high, 
And  heirs  of  joys  beyond  the  sky. 

3  On  them,  a  happy,  chosen  race, 
Their  Father  pours  his  richest  grace  ; 
To  them  his  counsels  he  imparts, 
And  writes  his  law  within  their  hearts. 

4  When  through  temptation  they  rebel, 
His  chastening  rod  he  makes  them  feel  ; 
Then,  with  a  Father's  tender  heart, 

He  sooths  the  pain  and  heals  the  smart. 

5  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  supply, 
Their  steps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye  ;> 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heaven  above, 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 

6  Have  I  the  honour,  Lord,  to  be 
One  of  this  numerous  family  ? 
On  me  thy  gracious  gift  bestow, 
To  call  my  God  my  Father  too. 

7  So  may  my  conduct  ever  prove 
My  filial  piety  and  love  ; 

Whilst  all  my  brethren  clearly  trace 
Their  Father's  image  in  my  face. 


1 44 


HYMN  182. 


Hymn  CLXXXII.    Long  Metre,  gg  or  b 
Divine  Compassion  to  Sinners. 

1  NOT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 
Did  Christ  the  Son  of  God  appear  ; 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen, 
No  flaming  sword  nor  thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 
He  lov'd  the  race  of  man  so  well, 
He  sent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 

Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

3  Let  sinners  hear  the  Saviour's  word, 
Trust,  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live  ; 
A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford, 

His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 

4  "  Come,  all  ye  weary,  fainting  souls, 
"  Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come  ; 

"  I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
"  And  lead  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

5  "  Ye  shall  find  rest,  that  learn  of  me> 
"  I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  j 

"  But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
"  And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

6  "  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 
"  My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight  ; 

"  My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

"  My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 

7  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  rule  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

Watts, 


HYMN  183,  184. 


145 


Hymn  CLXXXIII.    Common  Metre. 
Sinai  and  Sion. 

1  NOT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 

The  tempest,  fire  and  smoke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  ; 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Sion's  bill, 

The  city  of  our  God  ; 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 

Of  angels  cloth'd  in  light ! 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turn'd  to  sight  ' 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven  ; 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest ; 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Must  be  for  ever  blest. 

Watts 


Hymn  CLXXXIV.    Common  Metre, 
On  the  Death  of  a  Minister. 

1  NOW  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive , 
And  all  our  tears  be  dry  ; 


146     x  HYMN  185. 


Why  should  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief* 
Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh  ? 

2  What  though  the  gloomy  tyrant  death 

Doth  God's  own  house  invade  ? 
What  though  the  prophet  and  the  priest 
Be  number'd  with  the  dead  ? 

3  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young  ; 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  clos'd, 
And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue  : 

4  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comfort  to  impart ; 
His  hand  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 

5  "  !<o,  I  am  with  you,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  My  church  shall  safe  abide  ; 
"  For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  my  own, 
"  Whose  souls  in  me  confide." 

6  Through  every^ scene  of  life  and  death 

This  promise  is  our  trust ; 
And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song 
When  we  are  laid  in  dust. 

Doddridge. 


Hymn  CLXXXV.    Common  Metre. 
The  Intercession  of  Christ. 

1  NOW  let  our  humble  faith  behold 

Our  great  High  Priest  above, 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care 
And  sympathetick  love. 

2  Exalted  to  his  Father's  throne, 

With  matchless  honours  crown'd  ; 
And  Lord  of  all  th'  angelick  host, 
Who  wait  the  throne  around, 


HYMN  186. 


147 


3  The  names  of  all  the  saints  he  bears, 

Engraven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  saint  complain 
That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 

4  Those  characters  shall  firm  remain 

Our  everlasting  trust, 
When  gems  and  monuments  and  crowns 
Are  moulder'd  into  dust. 

Doddridge. 


Hymn  CLXXXVI.    Common  Metre.  3& 
God's  Love  to  his  Church. 

1  NOW  shall  my  inward  joys  arise 

And  burst  into  a  song  : 
Almighty  love  inspires  my  heart, 
And  pleasures  tune  my  tongue. 

2  God,  on  his  thirsty  Sion  hill, 

Some  mercy-drops  has  thrown, 
And  solemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love 
To  shower  salvation  down. 

3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears, 

Suspicions  and  complaints  ? 
Is  he  a  God  ?  and  shall  his  grace 
Grow  weary  of  his  saints  ? 

4  Can  a  kind  mother  e'er  forget 

The  object  of  her  care  ? 
Among  a  thousand  tender  thoughts, 
Her  suckling  have  no  share  ? 

5  "  Yet,  (saith  the  Lord)  should  nature  change, 

"  And  mothers  monsters  prove, 
"  Sion  still  dwells  upon  the  heart 
"  Of  everlasting  love. 


148 


HYMN  187. 


6  "  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands 
"  I  have  engrav'd  her  name  ; 
"  My  hands  shall  raise  her  ruin'd  walls, 
"  And  build  her  broken  frame." 

Watts. 

Hymn  CLXXXVII.    Long  Metre.  * 
The  Glory  and  Grace  of  Christ. 

1  NOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue  ; 
Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 
Has  all  his  noblest  works  outdone. 

3  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood, 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God  ; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar, 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

4  But  in  thy  Son  a  glory  shines, 
Drawn  out  in  far  superior  lines  ; 
The  lustre  of  redeeming  grace 
Outshines  the  beams  of  nature's  face. 

5  Grace  !  'tis  a  pure  celestial  theme, 
Our  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name  I 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound ; 

Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

6  O  may  we  reach  that  glorious  place, 
Where  we  shall  see  him  face  to  face  ; 
Where  all  his  saints  from  death  restor'd, 
Shall  be  for  ever  with  the  Lord. 

Watts,  varied. 


HYMN  188,  189. 


149. 


Hymn  CLXXXVIII.    Long  Metre,  m 

Glory  to  Christ,  our  Priest  and  King. 

1  NOW  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 
The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 

Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  *Twas  he  who  cleans'd  us  from  our  sins, 
And  wash'd  us  in  his  precious  blood  ; 
*Tis  he  who  makes  us  priests  and  kings, 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

S  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 
To  Jesus,  our  eternal  King, 
Be  universal  power  confess'd, 
And  every  tongue  his  glory  sing. 

4  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes  I 
And  every  eye  shall  see  him  move  ! 
Though  with  our  sins  we  pierc'd  him  once, 
Then  he  displays  his  pardoning  love. 

5  The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail, 
Whilst  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day  ; 
Come,  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  long  delay. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CLXXXIX.    Long-  Metre.  & 
Salvation  by  Grace. 

1  NOW  to  the  power  of  God  supreme 
Be  everlasting  honours  given  ; 

He  saves  from  sin,  we  bless  his  name, 
And  calls  our  wandering  feet  to  heaven. 

2  Not  for  our  duties  or  deserts, 
But  of  his  own  abundant  grace, 


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HYMN  190. 


He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praise. 

3  'Twas  his  own  purpose  that  begun 
To  rescue  sinners  doom'd  to  die  ; 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son, 
Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  appears  at  last, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known  i 
Declares  the  great  transactions  past, 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down. 

5  He  dies,  and  in  that  dreadful  night 
Did  all  the  powers  of  hell  destroy ; 
Rising,  he  brought  our  heaven  to  light, 
And  took  possession  of  the  joy. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CXC.    Common  Metre.  m 
Divine  Goodness  in  Afflictions. 

1  NOW  to  thy  heavenly  Father's  praise, 

My  heart,  thy  tribute  bring ; 
That  goodness  which  prolongs  my  days, 
With  grateful  pleasure  sing. 

2  Whene'er  he  sends  afflicting  pains, 

His  mercy  holds  the  rod  ; 
His  powerful  word  the  heart  sustains, 
And  speaks  a  faithful  God. 

3  A  faithful  God  is  ever  nigh, 

When  humble  grief  implores  ; 
His  ear  attends  each  plaintive  sigh, 
He  pities  and  restores. 

4  My  grateful  soul  would  humbly  bring 

Her  tribute  to  thy  throne  ; 


HYMN  191. 


151 


Accept  the  wish,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  make  thy  goodness  known. 

5  O  be  the  life,  thy  hand  restores, 

Devoted  to  thy  praise  ; 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  powers, 
To  thee,  my  future  days. 

6  Thy  soul-enlivening  grace  impart, 

A  warmer  love  inspire  ; 
And  be  the  breathings  of  my  heart 
Dependence  and  desire. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Hymn  CXCI.    Common  Metre.    %  or  b 

Winter. 

1  NOW  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 

Encircling  nature  round : 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 
With  verdure  lately  crown'd  ! 

2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 

And  light  and  warmth  depart ; 
And,  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns, 

In  night's  dark  mantle  clad, 
Confin'd  in  cold,  inactive  chains, 
How  desolate  and  sad  ! 

4  Ere  long  the  sun,  with  genial  ray, 

Shall  cheer  the  mourning  earth  ; 
And  blooming  flowers,  and  verdure  gay, 
Renew  their  annual  birth. 

5  So,  if  my  soul's  bright  Sun  impart 

His  all-enlivening  smile> 


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HYMN  192. 


The  vital  ray  shall  cheer  my  heart, 
Till  then  a  frozen  soil. 

6  Then  faith  and  hope  and  love  shall  rise, 

Renew'd  to  lively  bloom, 
And  breathe,  accepted  to  the  skies, 
Their  humble,  sweet  perfume. 

7  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 

My  drooping  joys  restore, 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CXCII.    Common  Metre. 
Charity. 

1  O  CHARITY  !  thou  heavenly  grace  ! 

All  tender,  soft  and  kind  ! 
A  friend  to  all  the  human  race, 
To  all  that's  good  inclin'd ! 

2  The  man  of  charity  extends 

To  all  his  liberal  hand ; 
His  kindred,  neighbours,  foes  and  friends, 
His  pity  may  command. 

3  He  aids  the  poor  in  their  distress, 

He  hears  when  they  complain ; 
With  tender  heart  delights  to  bless, 
And  lessen  all  their  pain. 

4  The  sick,  the  prisoner,  poor  and  blind, 

And  all  the  sons  of  grief, 
In  him  a  benefactor  find, 
He  loves  to  give  relief. 

5  'Tis  love  that  makes  religion  sweet* 

'Tis  love  that  makes  us  rise> 


HYMN  193. 


153 


With  willing  mind  and  ardent  feet, 
To  yonder  happy  skies. 
6  Then  let  us  all  in  love  abound, 
And  charity  pursue  ; 
Thus  shall  we  be  with  glory  crown'd, 
And  love  as  angels  do. 

!  PR°up- 

Hymn  CXCIII.    Long  Metre,    m  or  b 

Longing  for  Heaven. 

1  O  COULD  I  soar  to  worlds  above, 
That  blessed  state  of  peace  and  love  ! 
How  gladly  would  I  mount  and  fly 
On  angels'  wings  to  joys  on  high  I 

2  But  ah  !  still  longer  must  I  stay, 

Ere  darksome  night  is  changed  to  day  ; 
More  crosses,  sorrows,  conflicts  bear, 
Expos'd  to  trials,  pains  and  care. 

3  Well,  let  these  troubles  still  abound, 
Let  thorns  and  briars  fill  the  ground  ; 
Let  storms  and  tempests  dreadful  come, 
Till  I  arrive  at  heaven,  my  home. 

4  My  Father  knows  what  road  is  best, 
And  how  to  lead  to  peace  and  rest ; 
To  him  I  cheerful  give  my  all, 

Go  where  he  leads,  and  wait  his  call. 

5  When  he  commands  my  soul  away, 
Not  kingdoms  then  shall  tempt  my  stay  ; 
With  rapture  I  shall  wake,  and  rise 

To  join  my  friends  above  the  skies. 

Pro  up. 


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HYMN  194,  195. 


Hymn  CXCIV.    Common  Metre.  $g 
The  universal  Extent  of  Christ's  Kingdom.    Isaiah,  ii.  2,  4. 

1  O'ER  mountain  tops,  the  mount  of  God, 

In  latter  days,  shall  rise 
Above  the  summits  of  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  flow ; 
Up  to  the  mount  of  God,  they  say, 
And  to  his  house  we'll  go. 

§  The  beams  that  shine  from  Zion's  hill 
Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
The  King,  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers, 
Shall  the  whole  world  command. 

4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge, 

His  judgments  truth  shall  guide  ; 
His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 
And  crush  the  sinner's  pride. 

5  No  war  shall  rage,  nor  hostile  strife 

Disturb  those  happy  years  ; 
To  plough-shares  men  shall  beat  their  swords 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 

6  No  longer  hosts,  encountering  hosts, 

Shall  crowds  of  slain  deplore ; 
They'll  lay  the  martial  trumpet  by, 
And  study  war  no  more. 

Scotch  Paraphrases. 

Hymn  CXCV.    Common  Metre,    m  or  b 
Obedience  to  God  our  Father. 
1  O  GOD,  my  Father,  I  adore 
That  all  commanding  name; 


HYMN  196. 


155 


It  will  my  soul  to  life  restore, 
And  kindle  all  my  flame. 

2  Entire,  I  bow  at  thy  commands, 

My  filial  homage  pay  ; 
With  heart  and  life,  with  tongue  and  hands, 
I'll  cheerfully  obey. 

3  I'll  wilfully  no  more  transgress. 

As  I  too  oft  have  done  ; 
But  every  sinful  thought  suppress, 
Each  sinful  action  shun. 

4  Each  day  I  live,  I'll  seek  with  care, 

My  Father  well  to  please, 
And  in  this  course  will  persevere, 
By  thine  assisting  grace. 

5  Thus  will  I  my  relation  claim, 

And  call  myself  thy  son, 
And  whilst  I  bear  the  glorious  name, 
My  Father's  rights  will  own. 

6  I  will  ;  but  thou  must  strength  impart 

This  promise  to  fulfil ; 
Lord,  write  thy  law  upon  my  heart? 
That  I  may  do  thy  will. 

Hymn  CXCVI.    Long  Metre.    &  or  ^ 
Brotherly  Love. 

1  O  GOD,  our  Father  and  our  King, 
Of  all  we  have,  or  hope,  the  spring 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  holy  love, 

2  May  we  from  every  act  abstain 

That  hurts,  or  gives  our  neighbour  pain. 
And  every  secret  wish  suppress 
That  would  abridge  his  happiness 


156 


HYMN  197. 


3  Still  may  we  find  our  hearts  inclin'd 
To  act  the  friend  to  all  mankind  ; 
Still  seek  their  safety,  health  and  ease, 
Their  virtue  and  eternal  peace. 

4>  With  pity  may  our  breast  overflow, 
When  we  behold  a  wretch  in  woe  ; 
And  bear  a  sympathizing  part 
With  all  who  are  of  heavy  heart. 

5  Let  love  in  all  our  conduct  shine, 
An  image  fair,  though  faint,  of  thine  ; 
Thus  may  we  his  disciples  prove 
Who  carr.e  to  manifest  thy  love. 

Salisbury  Collection. 

Hymn  CXCVII.    Common  Metre. 

?E  DEUM. 
A  general  Hymn  of  Praise. 

1  O  GOD,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 

That  thou  the  only  Lord 
And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  ail  the  earth  ador'd. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud, 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  Cherubim  and  Seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry  : 

3  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
,Of  thy  raajestick  sway. 

4  Th'  apostles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets  crown'd  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 


HYMN  198. 


\5T 


5  The  holy  Church  throughout  the  world, 

O  Lord,  confesses  thee, 
That  thou  eternal  Father  art, 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

6  Thy  honourM,  true,  and  only  Son, 

And  Holy  Ghost,  the  spring 
Of  never  ceasing  joy  ;  O  Christ, 
Of  glory  thou  art  King. 

Patrick. 

Hymn  CXCVIII.  Long  Metre.  » 
The  Glory  and  Safety  of  the  Church. 

1  O  HAPPY  Church,  celestial  bride, 
Thy  husband  will  with  thee  reside  ; 
With  matchless  glory  thou  shalt  shine, 
In  robes  of  honour  all  divine. 

2  Silver  and  gold  her  happy  dress, 

Truth,  meekness,  love  and  righteousness  ; 
Holy  without,  and  pure  within, 
Free  from  the  guilt  of  reigning  sin. 

3  Her  laws  and  doctrines  just  and  right ; 
Her  priests  the  ministers  of  light ; 
Her  order  from  the  courts  above, 
And  all  her  service  done  in  love. 

4  Her  discipline  is  from  the  word, 
Her  head  and  ruler  is  the  Lord  ; 
Her  sons  and  daughters  all  agree, 
And  live  in  peace  and  charity. 

5  Her  journey  is  the  holy  way 
Which  leads  to  everlasting  day  ; 
And  her  eternal  sure  reward, 

A  crown  of  glory  with  the  Lord* 

PRGTJ©* 

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158  HYMN  199,  200.  

Hymn  CXCIX.    Common  Metre. 

The  Ways  of  Wisdom. 

\  O  HAPPY  is  the  man,  who  hears 
Instruction's  faithful  voice  ; 
And  who,  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice. 

2  Her  treasures  are  of  more  esteem 

Than  east  or  west  unfold  ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  their  mines  of  gold. 

3  In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  days  ; 
Riches,  with  splendid  honours  joined, 
Her  left  hand  full  displays. 

4  She  guides  the  young  with  innocence 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread  ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

5  According  as  her  labours  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

Scotch  Paraphrase, 

Hymn  CC.    Common  Metre.    ^  or  b 
Filial  Submission. 

1  O  LORD,  my  best  desires  fulfil, 

And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whos«  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 


HYMN  201. 


159 


Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ! 

3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee ; 
Who  never  hast  a  gift  withheld, 
Nor  wilt  withhold,  from  me. 

Cowper. 

4  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will, 

For  thou  art  good  and  wise  ; 
Let  every  anxious  thought  be  still, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

5  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darkest  gloom, 

And  bid  me  wait  serene, 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 

6  My  Father  !  O  permit  my  heart 

To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

Mrs.  Steele 

Hymn  CCI.    Common  Metre.  m 
A  Morning  or  Evening  Hymn. 

1  ON  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God, 

My  waking  thoughts  attend  ; 
In  whom  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 
In  whom  my  wishes  end. 

2  My  soul,  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 

Thy  boundless  love  surveys  ; 
And,  firyd  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 
Her  sacrifice  of  praise. 

3  When  evening  slumbers  press  my  eyes, 

With  thy  protection  blest, 


160  HYMN  202. 


In  peace  and  safety,  I  commit 
My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 

4  My  spirit  in  thy  hands  secure, 

Fears  no  approaching  ill  ; 
For,  whether  waking  or  asleep, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 

5  Then  will  I  daily  to  the  world 

Thy  wondrous  acts  proclaim  ; 
Whilst  all  with  me  shall  praises  sing, 
And  bless  thy  sacred  name. 

6  At  morn,  at  noon,  at  night  I'll  still 

The  growing  work  pursue  ; 
And  thee  alone  will  praise,  to  whom 
Eternal  praise  is  due. 

Liverpool  Collection. 

Hymn  CCII.    Common  Metre.  b 
Resignation,  or  Good  out  of  Evil. 

1  O  RESIGNATION  !  heavenly  power  ! 

Our  warmest  thoughts  engage  ; 
Thou  art  the  safest  guide  of  youth, 
The  sole  support  of  age. 

2  Teach  us  the  hand  of  love  divine 

In  evils  to  discern  ; 
5Tis  the  first  lesson  which  we  need, 
The  latest  which  we  learn. 

3  Is  resignation's  lesson  hard  ? 

On  trial  we  shall  find, 
It  makes  us  give  up  nothing  more 
Than  anguisn  of  the  mind. 

4  Resign,  and  all  the  pain  of  life 

That  moment  we  remove  \ 


HYMN  2(73. 


161 


The  heavy  load  of  grief  and  care, 
Devolves  on  one  above. 

5  He  bids  us  lay  our  burthen  down 

On  his  almighty  hand  ; 
Supports  our  feeble  frame,  and  makes 
Our  weary  feet  to  stand. 

6  What  though  we're  swallow'd  in  the  deep, 

And  billows  round  us  roar  ? 
Like  Jonah  thou  wilt  safely  keep, 
And  guide  us  to  the  shore. 

7  Thy  will  is  welcome,  let  it  wear 

Its  mtfst  tremendous  form  ; 
Though  tempests  rise,  we  know  that  thou 
Canst  save  us  from  the  storm. 

Young,  altered. 

Hymn  CCIIL  Common  Metre.  b 
Desire  of  Communion  with  God. 

1  O  THAT  I  knew  the  secret  place 

Where  I  might  find  my  God  ! 
,   I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise  ; 

What  sorrows  I  sustain  ; 
How  strength  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 

To  wrestle  with  my  God  ; 
I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 
And  plead  my  Saviour's  blood. 
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162  HYMN  204. 


4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bones  ; 
He  knows  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

5  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 

And  banish  every  fear  ; 
He  calls  me  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  my  sorrows  there. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CCIV.  Long  Metre.  5 
On  the  dangerous  Sickness  of  a  Minister. 

1  O  THOU,  before  whose  gracious  throne 
We  bow  our  suppliant  spirits  down  ; 
Thou  know'st  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell. 

2  Thou  only  canst  assuage  our  grief, 
And  give  our  sorrowing  hearts  relief  ; 
In  mercy  then  thy  servant  spare, 
Nor  turn  aside  thy  people's  prayer. 

3  Avert  thy  desolating  stroke, 

Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  Hock  ; 
Restore  him,  sinking  to  the  grave, 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save, 

4  Bound  to  each  soul  by  tender  ties, 
In  every  heart  his  image  lies  ; 
Thy  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 

Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 

5  But  if  our  supplications  fail, 

And  prayers  and  tears  cannot  prevail, 
Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay, 
Support  him  through  the  gloomy  way. 


HYMN  205. 


163 


6  Around  him  may  thy  angels  stand, 
Waiting  the  signal  of  thy  hand, 
To  bid  his  happy  spirit  rise, 
And  bear  him  to  their  native  skies. 

Rippon's  Collection. 

Hymn  CCV.  Common  Metres    $g  or  5 
The  Christian's  Resolution,  fonnded  on  Jacob's  Vow* 
Gen.  xxviii.  20. 

1  O  THOU,  by  whose  all  bounteous  hand 

Thy  people  still  are  fed  ; 
Who  through  life's  weary  pilgrimage 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led  ; 

2  To  thee  our  humble  vow  we  raise, 

To  thee  address  our  prayer  ; 
And  in  thy  kind,  and  faithful  hand, 
Deposite  all  our  care. 

3  If  thou,  through  each  perplexing  path, 

Wilt  be  our  constant  guide  ; 
If  thou  wilt  daily  food  supply, 
And  raiment  wilt  provide  ; 

4  If  thou  wilt  spread  thy  shield  around, 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  safe  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace  ; 

5  To  thee,  as  to  our  covenant  God, 

Ourselves  we  will  resign  : 
-   And  count  that  all  on  earth  we  have, 
And  e'en  our  life  is  thine. 

Doddridge. 


164 


HYMN  206,207. 


Hymn  CCVL    Common  Metre.  fc> 
The  contrite  Heart. 

1  O  THOU,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigh  ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye. 

2  See  !  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said — Return  ? 

3  And  shall  my  guiky  fears  prevail, 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 
O  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat. 

4  Absent  from  thee,  my  guide,  my  light, 

Without  one  cheering  ray, 
Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night, 
How  desolate  my  way  ! 

5  O  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

6  Thy  presence  only  can  bestow 

Delights  which*  never  cl°y  I 
Be  this  my  comfort  here  below, 
And  my  eternal  joy. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CCVII.    Long  Metre,     m  or  b 
The  Importance  of  Time. 

1  O  TIME,  how  few  thy  value  weigh. 
How  few  will  estimate  a  day  ! 


* 


HYMN  208. 


165 


Days,  months  and  years  are  rolling  on, 
The  soul  neglected  and  undone. 

2  In  painful  cares  or  empty  joys 

Our  life  its  precious  hours  destroys  ; 
Whilst  death  stands  watching  at  our  side, 
Eager  to  stop  the  living  tide. 

3  Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race, 
Your  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place  ? 
Was  it  for  this,  his  thought  design'd 
The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind  ? 

4  For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 
He  fashion'd  all  the  sons  of  time  ; 
Pilgrims  on  earth,  but  soon  to  be 
The  heirs  of  immortality. 

5  This  season  of  your  being,  know, 
Is  given  to  you,  your  seeds  to  sow; 
Wisdom  and  folly's  differing  grain 
In  future  worlds  is  bliss  and  pain. 

6  Then  let  me  every  day  review, 
Idle  or  busy,  search  it  through  ; 
And  whilst  probation's  minutes  last, 
Let  every  day  amend  the  past. 

Scott. 

Hymn  CCVIII.    Common  Metre.  m  or  b 
Prudence. 

1  O  'TIS  a  lovely  thing  to  see 

A  man  of  prudent  heart ! 
Whose  thoughts  and  lips  and  life  agree 
To  act  a  useful  part. 

2  When  envy,  strife  and  wars  begin 

In  little  angry  souls, 


166 


HYMN  209. 


Mark  how  the  sons  of  peace  come  in, 
And  quench  the  kindling  coals. 

3  Their  minds  are  humble,  mild  and  meek, 

Nor  does  their  anger  rise  ; 
Nor  passion  moves  their  lips  to  speak, 
Nor  pride  exalts  their  eyes. 

4  Their  lives  are  prudence  mix'd  with  love  ; 

Good  works  employ  their  day  ; 
They  join  the  serpent  with  the  dove, 
But  cast  the  sting  away. 

5  Such  was  the  Saviour  of  mankind  ; 

Such  pleasures  he  pursued  ; 
His  manners  gentle  and  refin'd, 
His  soul  divinely  good. 

Hymn  CCIX.    Long  Metre.  b 
Importunate  Prayer.   "  Ask,  ajvd  ye  shall  receive.'* 
Matt.  vii.  7,  &c. 

1  OUR  Father,  thron'd  above  the  sky, 
To  thee,  our  empty  hands  we  spread ; 
Thy  children  at  thy  footstool  lie, 
And  ask  thy  blessings  on  their  head. 

2  Let  mercy  all  our  sins  dispel, 
As  clouds  before  the  solar  beam  ; 
Our  souls  from  bondage  and  from  hell 
To  liberty  and  life  redeem. 

3  With  cheerful  hope  and  filial  fear, 
In  that  august  and  precious  name, 
By  thee  ordain'd,  we  now  draw  near, 
And  would  the  promis'd  blessing  claim. 

4  Does  not  an  earthly  parent  hear 
The  cravings  of  his  famish'd  son  ? 


HYMN  210 


167 


Will  he  reject  the  filial  prayer, 
Or  mock  him  with  a  cake  of  stone  ? 

5  Our  heavenly  Father,  how  much  more 
Will  thy  divine  compassion  rise  ; 
And  open  thy  unbounded  store 

To  satisfy  thy  children's  cries  ? 

6  Yes,  we  will  ask,  and  seek,  and  press 
For  gracious  audience  to  thy  seat  ; 
Still  hoping,  waiting  for  success, 

If  persevering  to  entreafe. 

7  For  Jesus  in  his  faithful  word 
The  patient  supplicant  has  blest  ; 
And  all  thy  saints  with  one  accord 
The  prevalence  of  prayer  attest. 

Scott. 

Hymn  OCX.    Short  Metre.  or 
Communion  with  God  and  Christ. 

1  OUR  heavenly  Father  calls, 

And  Christ  invites  us  near  ; 
With  both,  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

2  God  pities  all  my  griefs, 

He  pardons  every  day  ; 
Almighty  to  protect  my  soul, 
And  wise  to  guide  my  way. 

3  How  large  his  bounties  are  ! 

What  various  stores  of  good, 
Diffus'd  fromlny  Redeemer's  hand, 
And  purchas'd  with  his  blood  ! 

4  Jesus,  my  living  head, 

I  bless  thy  faithful  care, 


168  HYMN  211. 


My  advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  my  fore-runner  there. 

5  Here  fix  my  roving  heart, 

Here  wait  my  warmest  love, 
Till  the  communion  be  complete, 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  CCXI.    Hallelujah  Metre,  m 
Christ  seen  of  Angels. 

1  O  YE  immortal  throng 

Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
Join  with  our  feeble  song, 
And  make  the  Saviour  known  ; 

On  earth  ye  knew    His  wondrous  grace  ; 

His  radiant  face       In  heaven  ye  view. 

2  Ye  saw  the  heaven-born  child 
In  human  flesh  array'd  ; 
How  innocent  and  mild, 
When  in  the  manger  laid  ! 

And  praise  to  God,     And  peace  on  earth, 
For  such  a  birth,       Proclaim'd  aloud* 

3  Ye  in  the  wilderness 
Beheld  the  tempter  spoil'd, 
Well  known  in  every  dress, 
In  every  combat  foil'd  ; 

Ye  join'd  to  crown       The  victor's  head, 
When  Satan  fled  Before  his  frown. 

4  Ye  kept  a  silent  guard 
Around  his  sleeping  head, 
Till  the  bright  morn  appear'd, 
Which  wak'd  him  from  the  dead. 

Then  rolPd  the  stone,     And  all  ador'd 
Your  rising  Lord,  With  joy  unknown 


HYMN  212. 


169 


5     When  all  array'd  in  light, 
The  shining  Conq'ror  rode, 
Ye  hail'd  his  rapt'rous  flight, 
Up  to  the  tLrone  of  God ; 
And  wav'd  around         Your  ardent  win^s* 
And  tun'd  your  strings,  Of  noblest  sound, 
•6     The  warbling  notes  pursue, 
And  louder  anthems  raise  ; 
Whilst  mortals  sound  with  you 
Their  own  Redeemer's  praise. 
And  thou,  my  soul,    .  With  equal  flame, 
His  praise  proclaim,     Whilst  ages  roll. 

Doddridge,  altered. 

Hymn  CCX1I.    Long  Metre.       or  b 
Patience, 

1  PATIENCE,  O  what  a  grace  divine, 
Sent  from  the  God  of  peace  and  love  ! 
That  leans  upon  its  Father's  hand, 
As  through  the  wilds  of  life  we  rove. 

2  By  patience  we  serenely  bear 
The  troubles  of  our  mortal  state  ; 
And  wait  contented  our  discharge, 
Nor  think  our  glory  comes  too  late, 

S  Though  we  in  full  sensation  feel 

The  weight,  the  wounds  our  God  ordajns 
We  smile  amidst  our  heaviest  woes, 
And  triumph  in  our  sharpest  pains. 

4  O  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 

And  arm  with  fortitude  the  breast ; 
Till  life's  tumultuous  voyage  is  o'er? 
We  reach  the  port  of  endless  rest. 

35  •  i. 


170  HYMN  213. 


5  Faith  into  vision  shall  be  brought? 
Hope  shall  in  full  enjoyment  die  ; 
And  patience  in  possession  end 
In  the  bright  world  of  bliss  on  high. 

Hippo n's  Collection. 


Hymn  CCXIII.    Common  Metre,  m  or  y 
The  Peace  and  Consolation  of  a  Christian. 

1  PEACE,  all  ye  sorrows  of  the  heart, 

And  every  tear  be  dry  j 
The  christian  ne'er  can  be  forlorn, 
Who  views  his  Saviour  nigh, 

%  "  Let  not  your  sorrows  rise,"  he  says, 
"  Nor  be  your  souls  afraid : 
cc  Trust  in  your  God's  almighty  name, 
w  And  trust  your  Saviour's  aid. 

2  "  Fair  mansions  in  my  Father's  house 

"  For  all  his  children  wait ; 
f«  And  I,  your  elder  brother,  go 
"  To  open  wide  the  gate. 

4  "  And  if  I  thither  go  before, 

"  A  dwelling  to  prepare  ; 
"  I  surely  will  retvrn  again 
"  That  I  may  fix  you  there, 

5  tt  United  in  eternal  love, 

"  My  people  shall  remain, 
6i  And  with  rejoicing  heart  shall  share 
"  The  glories  of  my  reign." 

6  Thy  gracious  words,  O  Lord,  we  hear, 

And  cordial  joys  they  bring  ; 
Frail  nature  may  extort  a  groan, 
But  death  has  lost  its  sting. 

X>ODD  JUDGE, 


HYMN  214,215.  171 


Hymn  CCXIV.    Common  Metre, 

Submission  to  afflictive  Providence. 

1  PEACE,  my  complaining,  doubting  heart, 

Ye  busy  cares  be  still  ; 
Adore  the  just,  the  sovereign  Lord5 
Nor  murmur  at  his  will. 

2  Unerring  wisdom  guides  his  hand  ; 

Nor  dares  my  guilty  i^ar, 
Amidst  the  sharpest  pains  I  feel, 
Pronounce  his  hand  severe. 

3  To  soften  every  painful  stroke, 

Indulgent  mercy  bends  ; 
And  unrepining  when  I  plead* 
His  gracious  ear  attends. 

4  Let  me  relect  with  humble  awe, 

Whene'er  my  heart  complains  ; 
Compar'd  with  what  my  sins  deserve, 
How  easy  are  my  pains  ! 

5  Great  sovereign  Lord,  I  own  thy  hand, 

Thou  just  and  wise  and  kind  ; 
Be  every  anxious  thought  suppress'd, 
And  all  my  soul  resign'd. 

6  From  evil  thpn  wilt  good  produce, 

And  light  from  darkness  raise  ; 
Thus  thou  wilt  change  my  grief  to  joy, 
And  turn  my  tears  to  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele,  with  addition. 

Hymn  CCXV.    Common  Metre 
The  Trials  of  Virtue. 

i  PLAC'D  on  the  verge  of  youth,  my  mind 
Life's  opening  scene  survey'd  ; 


HYMN  215. 


I  view'd  its  ills  of  various  kinds, 
Afflicted  and  afraid. 

2  But  chief  my  fear  the  dangers  mov'd 

That  virtue's  path  inclose  ; 
My  heart  the  wise  pursuit  approved, 
But  oh,  what  toils  oppose  I 

3  For  see,  while  yet  her  unknown  ways 

With  doubtful  step  I  tread, 
A  hostile  world  its  terrors  raise, 
Its  snares  delusive  spread. 

4  O  how  shall  I,  with  heart  prepar'd, 

Those  terrors  iearn  to  meet  I 
How  from  the  thousand  snares  to  guard 
My  inexperienced  feet  ? 

5  Let  faith  suppress  each  rising  fear, 

Each  anxious  doubt  exclude  ; 
My  Maker's  will  has  plac'd  me  here, 
A  Maker  wise  and  good. 

6  He  to  my  every  trial  knows 

Its  just  restraint  to  give  ; 
Attentive  to  behold  my  woes, 
And  faithful  to  relieve. 

Then  why  thus  heavy,  O  my  soul  ? 

Say,  why  distressful  still, 
Thy  thoughts  with  vain  impatience  roll 

O'er  scenes  of  future  ill  ? 
S  Though  griefs  unnumber'd  throng  thee  round, 

Still  in  thy  God  confide  ; 
Whose  finger  marks  the  seas  their  bound, 

And  curbs  the  rolling  tide. 

Merrick. 


HYMN  216. 


173 


Hymn  CCXVI.    Sevens  Metre.  m 
Praise  in  Prosperity  and  Adversity. 

1  PRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  ; 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  songs  employ. 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield, 
For  the  vine's  exalted  juice, 
For  the  generous  olive's  use  ; 

3  Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripen'd  grain, 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fattening  dews* 
Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse  ; 

4  All  that  spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  : 

All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores  ; 

5  These  to  thee,  our  God,  we  owe, 
Source,  whence  all  our  blessings  flow* 
And  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

6  Yet  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem,  the  opening  ear ; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blasted  shoot 
Drop  its  green  untimely  fruit ; 

7  Should  the  vine  put  forth  no  more, 
Nor  the  olive  yield  her  store  ; 
Though  the  sickening  flocks  should  fall, 
And  the  herds  desert  the  stall ; 

8  Yet  to  thee  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise  $ 


HYMN  217. 


And,  when  every  blessing's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 

Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Hymn  CCXV1I.    Long  Metre.  m 
The  Old  and  New  Creation. 

1  PRAISE  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might, 
With  uncreated  glories  bright ; 

His  presence  fills  the  world  above, 
Th'  eternal  Source  of  light  and  love. 

2  This  rising  earth  his  eye  beheld, 
When  in  substantial  darkness  veii'd  ; 
The  shapeless  chaos,  nature's  womb, 
Lay  buried  in  eternal  gloom. 

3  "  Let  there  be  light,"  Jehovah  said, 
And  light  o'er  all  its  face  was  spread  ; 
The  world  array'd  in  charms  unknown, 
With  all  its  new-born  lustre  shone. 

4  He  sees  the  mind,  obscur'd  within 
The  shades  of  ignorance  and  sin  ; 
And  darts  from  heaven  a  vital  ray, 
That  changes  darkness  into  day. 

5  Shine,  mighty  God,  with  vigour  shine 
On  this  benighted  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  let  thy  glories  stand  reveal'd 

As  in  the  Saviour's  face  beheld. 

6  My  soul,  reviv'd  by  heaven-born  day, 
Thy  radiant  image  shall  display, 
Whilst  all  my  faculties  unite 

To  praise  the  Lord  who  gives  me  light. 

Doddridge. 


HYMN  218,  219. 


175 


Hymn  GCXVIII.    Short  Metre,  m 
The  Grace  of  God  in  Christ* 

V  RAISE  your  triumphant  songs 
To  an  immortal  tune  ; 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  hath  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love 

Its  chief  beloved  chose, 
And  bade  him  raise  our  sinful  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 

Nor  terror  clothes  his  brow  ; 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  But  mercy  fili'd  the  throne 

Of  the  eternal  sky, 
When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardon  down, 
To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 
Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love. 
And  take  the  offer'd  peace. 

6  Lord  we  obey  thy  call, 

We  lay  an  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  wrought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CCXIX.    Common  Metre.      or  b 
For  a  New  Year. 

1  REMARK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bounds 
Of  the  revolving  year  j 


176 


HYMN  220. 


How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round ! 
How  short  the  months  appear  I 

2  So  fast,  eternity  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done 
God's  judgment  shall  survey, 

3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift  advancing  year  ; 
And  study  artful  ways  t*  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Waken,  O  God,  my  careless  hearty 

Its  great  concern  to  see  ; 
That  I  may  act  the  christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 

If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 
To  joy  beyond  the  skies. 

Doddridge. 


Hymn  CCXX.    Common  Metre. 
Salvation. 

1  SALVATION  !  O  melodious  sound 

To  wretched  dying  men  ! 
Salvation,  that  from  God  proceeds, 
And  leads  to  God  again  I 

2  Rescued  from  hell's  eternal  gloom^ 

From  darkness,  fire  and  chains  ; 
Rais'd  to  a  paradise  of  bliss, 
Where  love  with  glory  reigns  ,f 

3  But  O,  may  a  degenerate  soul* 

Sinful  and  weak  as  irrinef 


HYMN  221. 


177 


Presume  to  raise  a  trembling  eye 
To  blessings  so  divine  ? 

4  The  lustre  of  so  bright  a  scene 
My  feeble  heart  o'erbears  ; 
And  unbelief  almost  perverts 
The  promise  into  tears. 

§  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine 
These  dying  hopes  can  raise  ; 
Speak  thy  salvation  to  my  soul, 
And  turn  my  tears  to  praise. 

6  My  Saviour  God,  this  broken  voice 
Transported  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  call  on  all  th'  angelick  harps, 
To  sound  thy  glorious  name. 

Doddridge. 


Hymn  CCXXI.    Common  Metre.    ^  or  b 

Christ's  Regard  to  little  Children. 

1  SEE,  Israel's  gentle  shepherd  stand, 

With  all  engaging  charms  ! 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  takes  them  in  his  arms  ! 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,  (he  cries,) 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
"  It  was  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
"  The  Lord  of  angeb  came. 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  with  grateful  hearts, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Rejoic'd  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear  ; 

Ye  children>  seek  his  face  ; 


178 


HYMN  222 


And  fly  with  transport  to  receive 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 
Thy  guardian  care  we  trust ; 
That  thought  shall  heal  our  bleedkg  hearts, 
When  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 

Doddridge. 

Hymn  CCXXIL    Short  Metre,  m 
Christ  the  Wisdom  of  Go(J. 

1  SHALL  wisdom  cry  aloud, 

And  not  her  speech  be  heard  ? 
The  voice  of  God's  eternal  word. 
Deserves  it  no  regard  ? 

2  I  was  his  chief  delight, 

His  everlasting  Son, 
Before  the  first  of  all  his  works, 
Creation,  was  begun. 

3  Before  the  flying  clouds, 

Before  the  solid  land, 
Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods, 
I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 

4  When  he  adorn'd  the  skies, 

And  built  them,  I  was  there, 
To  order  when  the  sun  should  rise, 
And  marshal  every  star. 

5  When  he  pour'd  out  the  sea, 

And  spread  the  flowing  deep, 
I  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree, 
In  its  own  bounds  to  keep. 

6  Upon  the  empty  air 

The  earth  was  balanc'd  well  * 


HYMN  223. 


179 


With  joy  I  saw  the  mansion  where 
The  sons  of  men  should  dwell. 

7  My  busy  thoughts  at  first 
On  their  salvation  ran ; 
Ere  sin  appear'd,  or  Adam's  dust 
Was  fashion'd  to  a  man. 

B  Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 
Ye  children,  and  be  wise  ; 
Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways, 
The  man  that  shuns  them,  dies. 

Watts, 


Hymn  CCXXIII.    Common  Metre. 
The  Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  "  SHEPHERDS,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes* 

"  And  send  your  fears  away  ; 
u  News  from  the  region  of  the  skies, 
"  Salvation's  born  to-day. 

2  "  The  Son  of  God,  whom  angels  fear, 

"  Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you, 
"  To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
"  But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  "  No  gold  nor  purple  swaddling  bands, 

"  Nor  royal  shining  things  -r 
"  A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands, 
"  And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  "  Go,  shepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 

"  And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 
"  With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
"  Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 

5  Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  straight  around 
The  heavenly  armies  throng  j 


180 


HYMN  224. 


They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound> 
And  thus  conclude  the  song  : 

6  "  Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  above, 
"  Let  peace  surround  the  earth  ; 
"  Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love? 
"  At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7-  Lord,  shall  the  angels  have  their  songsp 
And  men  no  tunes  to  raise  ? 
O  may  we  lose  these  useless  tongues, 
When  they  forget  to  praise. 

8  Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  above, 
Who  pitied  us  forlorn  ; 
We  join  to  sing  our  Maker's  love, 
For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CCXXIV.  Long  Metre.  b 

Faith  in  God  in  a  Time  of  Distress.  Habakkuk  iii.  17,  18. 

t  SHOULD  famine  o'er  the  mourning  field 
Extend  her  desolating  reign  ; 
Nor  spring  her  blooming  beauties  yield,. 
Nor  autumn  swell  the  ripening  grain  : 

2  Should  lowing  herds  and  bleating  sheep 
Around  their  famish'd  master  die  ; 
And  hope  itself  expiring  weep, 
Whilst  life  deplores  its  last  supply  : 

3  Amidst  the  dark,  the  deathful  scene, 
If  I  can  say  the  Lord  is  mine, 

The  joy  shall  triumph  o'er  the  pain, 
And  glory  dawn,  though  life  decline. 

4  The  God  of  my  salvation  lives, 
My  nobler  life  he  will  sustain  ; 


HYMN  225. 


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His  word  immortal  vigour  gives, 
Nor  shall  my  hope  or  trust  be  vain. 

5  Thy  presence,  Lord,  can  cheer  my  heart. 
Though  every  earthly  comfort  die  ; 
Thy  love  can  bid  my  pain  depart, 

And  raise  my  sacred  pleasures  high. 

6  O  let  me  hear  thy  blissful  voice, 
Inspiring  life  and  joys  divine, 
The  barren  desert  shall  rejoice, 
5Tis  paradise  if  thou  be  mine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CCXXV.    Common  Metre.  $g 
Christ  the  Supreme  Beauty.    Isaiah  xxxiii.  17. 

1  SHOULD  nature's  charms,  to  please  the  eye, 

In  sweet  assemblage  join, 
All  nature's  charms  would  droop  and  die, 
Jesus,  com  par 'd  with  thine. 

2  Vain  were  her  fairest  beams  display'd. 

And  vain  her  blooming  store  ; 
Her  brightness  languishes  to  shade. 
Her  beauty  is  no  more. 

3  But  ah,  how  far  from  mortal  sight 

The  Lord  of  glory  dwells  ! 
A  veil  of  interposing  night 
His  radiant  face  conceals. 

4  O  could  my  longing  spirit  rise 

On  stroug  immortal  wing, 
And  reach  thy  palace  in  the  skies, 
My  Saviour  and  my  King ! 

5  There  thousands  worship  at  thy  feet* 

And  there,  (divine  employ  !) 
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HYMN  226. 


The  triumphs  of  thy  love  repeat, 
In  songs  of  endless  joy. 
6  Thy  presence  beams  eternal  day 
O'er  all  the  blissful  place  ; 
Who  would  not  drop  this  load  of  clay, 
And  die  to  see  thy  face  ? 

Mrs.  Steele, 

Hymn  CCXXVI.    Long'  Metre,  * 
Faith  in  God's  Names. 

1  SING  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
His  various  and  his  saving  names  ; 

O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 
But  by  our  sure  experience  known, 

2  The  great  Jehovah  be  ador'd, 
Th'  eternal,  all-sufficient  Lord  ; 

He  through  the  world  most  high  confess*^ 
By  whom  'twas  form'd,  and  is  possess'd. 

3  Awake,  our  noblest  powers  to  bless 
The  God  of  Abrah'm,  God  of  peace  ; 
Now  by  a  dearer  title  known, 
Father  and  God  of  Christ  his  Son. 

4  Through  every  age,  his  gracious  eat 
Is  open  to  his  servants*  prayer  ; 
Nor  can  one  humble  soul  complain 
That  he  hath  sought  his  God  in  vain. 

5  What  unbelieving  heart  shall  dare, 
In  whispers  to  suggest  a  fear  ? 
While  still  he  owns  his  ancient  name, 
The  same  his  power,  his  love  the  same 

6  To  thee  our  souls  in  faith  arise, 
T«  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes ; 


HYMN  221Y228. 


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And  boldly  through  the  desert  tread, 
For  God  will  guard  where  God  shall  lead. 

Doddridge. 


Hymn  CCXXVII.    Common  Metre.  %  or  b 
The  brazen  Serpent. 

1  SO  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raise 

The  brazen  serpent  high  ; 
The  wounded  felt  immediate  ease, 
The  sick  forbore  to  die. 

2  "  Look  upward  in  th*  expiring  hour, 

"  And  live,"  the  prophet  cries  ; 
But  Christ  performs  a  nobler  curej 
When  faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 

3  High  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung  ; 

High  in  the  heavens  he  reigns  ; 
Here  sinners,  by  the  serpent  stung, 
Look,  and  forget  their  pains. 

4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 

A  dying  world  revives  ; 
The  Jew  beholds  the  blessed  hope, 
Th*  expiring  Gentile  lives. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CCXXVIII.    Long  Metre,  b 
On  the  Death  of  a  Child. 

1  SO  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flower, 
Frail,  smiling  solace  of  an  hour ! 

So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly, 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die  ! 

2  To  certain  trouble  we  are  born, 
Hope  to  rejoice,  but  sure  to  mourn  % 


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HYMN  229. 


Ah,  wretched  effort !  sad  relief  i 
To  plead  necessity  of  grief ! 

3  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art, 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart  ? 
To  ease  the  heavy  load  of  care 
Which  nature  must,  but  dreads  to  bear  ; 

4  Can  reason's  dictates  be  obey'd  ? 
Too  weak,  alas  !  her  strongest  aid ; 
O  let  religion  then  be  nigh, 

Her  consolations  never  die. 

5  Her  powerful  aid  supports  the  soul. 
And  nature  owns  her  kind  control ; 
Whilst  she  unfolds  the  sacred  page, 
Our  fiercest  griefs  resign  their  rage. 

6  Then  gentle  patience  smiles  on  pain. 
And  dying  hope  revives  again  ; 
Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

7  The  promise  guides  her  ardent  flight, 
And  joys,  unknown  to  sense,  invite, 
Those  blissful  regions  ta  explore, 
Where  pleasure  blooms,  to  fade  no  more, 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CCXXIX.    Long  Metre.    X  or  {> 

Holiness. 

h  SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  ali  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God ; 


HYMN  230. 


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When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 
Whilst  justice,  temperance,  truth  and  lo\ef 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
Whilst  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CCXXX.    Common  Metre.  $g 
The  Hope  of  Heaven. 

1  SOON  shall  this  earthly  frame  dissolv'el 

In  death  and  ruin  lie ; 
But  better  mansions  wait  the  just, 
Prepar'd  above  the  sky. 

2  A  house  eternal,  built  by  God, 

Shall  lodge  the  holy  mind, 
When  once  the  prison  walls  are  broke 
In  which  'tis  now  confin'd. 

3  Such  are  the  hopes  that  cheer  the  just3 

These  hopes  their  God  hath  given  ; 
His  Spirit  is  the  earnest  now, 
And  seals  their  souls  for  heaven}. 

4  What  faith  rejoices  to  believe, 

We  long  and  pant  to  see : 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Scotch  Paraphrases. 

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HYMN  231,  232. 


Hymn  CCXXXI.    Common  Metre.  3fc  or 
Human  Misery,  and  divine  Consolation. 

1  The  days  how  few,  how  short  the  year 

Of  man's  so  rapid  race  ! 
Each  leaving,  as  it  swiftly  flies, 
A  shorter  in  its  place. 

2  They  who  the  longest  lease  enjoy, 

Have  told  us,  with  a  sigh, 
That  to  be  born,  seems  little  more 
Than  to  begin  to  die. 

3  Our  hearts  are  fasten'd  to  this  world 

By  strong  and  numerous  ties ; 
But  every  sorrow  cuts  a  string, 
And  urges  us  to  rise. 

4  When  Heaven  would  kindly  set  us  free5 

And  earth's  enchantment  end  ; 
It  takes  the  most  effectual  way, 
And  robs  us  of  a  friend. 

5  If  we  presume  to  counteract 

A  sympathetic^  God, 
Have  we  not  cause  to  fear  the  stroke 
Of  his  avenging  rod  ? 

6  If  we  resign,  our  patience  makes 

His  rod  a  gentle  wand  ; 
If  not,  it  darts  a  serpent's  sting, 
Like  that  in  Moses'  hand. 

Young. 


Hymn  CCXXXII.  Long  Metre.  % 
Divine  Providence  towards  Man  and  Beast. 

1  THE  earth  and  all  the  heavenly  frame 
Their  great  Creator's  love  proclaim  ; 


HYMN  233. 


18? 


He  gives  the  sun  his  genial  power, 
And  sends  the  soft  refreshing  shower. 

2  The  ground  with  plenty  blooms  again, 
And  yields  her  various  fruits  to  men  ; 
To  men,  who  from  thy  bounteous  hand 
Receive  the  gifts  of  every  land. 

3  Nor  to  the  human  race  alone 

Is  thy  paternal  goodness  shown  ; 
The  tribes  of  earth,  of  sea  and  air, 
Enjoy  thy  universal  care. 

4  Not  e'en  a  sparrow  yields  its  breath 
Till  God  permits  the  stroke  of  death  ; 
He  hears  the  ravens  when  they  call, 
The  father  and  the  friend  of  all. 

5  Thy  care,  great  God,  sustains  them  all  ; 
When  urg'd  by  hunger's  powerful  call, 
Expectant  of  the  known  supply, 

To  thee  they  lift  the  asking  eye. 

6  To  thee,  in  ceaseless  strains,  my  tongue 
Shall  raise  the  morn  and  evening  song  ; 
And  long  as  breath  inspires  my  frame, 
Tiie  wonders  of  thy  love  proclaim. 

Liverpool  Collection. 

Hymn  CCXXXIIL    Long  Metre,  m  or  b 

Sinai  and  Sion. 

1  THE  God,  who  once  to  Israel  spoke 
From  Sinai's  top  in  fire  and  smoke, 
In  gentler  strains  ef  gospel  grace 
Invites  us  now  to  seek  his  face. 

2  He  wears  no  terrors  on  his  brow, 
He  speaks  in  love  from  Sion  now  ; 


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HYMN  234. 


It  is  the  voice  of  Jesus'  blood 

That  calls  us  wanderers  back  to  God. 

3  God's  servants  Moses,  quak'd  and  fear'cf, 
When  Sinai's  thundering  law  he  heard! 
But  gospel  grace,  with  accents  mild, 
Speaks  to  the  sinner  as  a  child. 

4  Hark  !  how  from  Calvary  it  sounds, 
From  the  Redeemer's  bleeding  wounds : 
M  Pardon  and  grace  I  freely  give, 

"  Then,  sinner,  look  to  me  and  live." 

5  What  other  arguments  can  move 

The  heart  that  slights  a  Saviour's  love  ? 
O  may  that  heavenly  power  be  felt, 
And  cause  the  stony  heart  to  melt. 

6  Else  how  shall  we  thy  presence  bear, 
When  as  our  Judge  thou  shalt  appear  ; 
When  slighted  love  to  wrath  shall  turn, 
And  the  whole  earth  like  Sinai  burn. 

Newton. 


Hymn  CC XXXIV.    Common  Metre.  % 
Room  at  the  gospel  Feast. 

1  THE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads, 

And  dainties  crown  the  board  ; 
Not  paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  given  ; 
And  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed, 
To  raise  the  soul  to  heaven. 

5  Ye  hungry  poor,  who  long  have  stray'd 
In  sin's  dark  mazes,  come 


HYMN  235. 


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Come  from  the  hedges  and  highways, 
And  grace  will  find  you  room. 

4  Thousands  of  souls  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here ; 
And  thousands  more,  still  on  the  way. 
Around  the  board  appear. 

5  Yet  is  his  house  and  heart  so  large. 

That  thousands  more  may  come  ; 
Nor  could  the  wide  assembling  world 
O'erfill  the  spacious  room. 

6  All  things  are  ready  ;  enter  in, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame  ; 
Come,  take  your  places  at  the  feasts 
And  bless  the  founder's  name. 

Doddridge. 


Hymn  CCXXXV.    Short  Metre,     jgg  or 
The  Law  and  Gospel. 

1  THE  law  by  Moses  came, 

But  peace  and  truth  and  love 
Were  brought  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name, 
Descending  from  above. 

2  Amidst  the  house  of  God, 

Their  different  works  were  done  ; 
Moses  a  faithful  servant  stood ; 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 

S  Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  strict  obedience  paid ; 
O'er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands 
The  sovereign  and  the  head, 

4  The  man  who  durst  despise 
The  law  that  Moses  brought* 


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HYMN  236,  237. 


Behold  how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  presumptuous  fault. 

5  But  sorer  vengeance  falls 
On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls, 
And  dare  resist  his  grace. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CCXXXVI.  Common  Metre,  m  or  b 
The  new  Covenant. 

1  u  THE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 

"  Shall  stand  for  ever  good," 
He  said  ;  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  seal'd  the  grace  with  blood. 

2  To  this  new  cov'nant  of  thy  word 

I  set  my  worthless  name  ; 
I  seal  th*  engagement  to  the  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  The  light  and  strength  afcd  pardoning  grace, 

And  glory  shall  be  mine  ; 
My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  powers  be  thine. 

4  Thus  will  I  join  my  soul  to  God 

In  everlasting  bands ; 
And  take  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  thankful  heart  and  hands. 

Watts  and  Doddridge. 


Hymn  CCXXXVII,    Long  Metre,  m 
The  Reward  of  faithful  Servants.  Dan.  xii.  3. 

I  THERE  is  a  glorious  world  on  high, 
Resplendent  with  eternal  day  ; 


HYMN  237. 


191 


Faith  views  the  blissful  prospect  nigh, 
And  God's  own  word  reveals  the  way. 

2  There  shall  the  servants  of  the  Lord 
With  never  fading  lustre  shine  ; 
Surprising  honour  !  large  reward, 
Conferr'd  on  man  by  love  divine  ! 

3  How  happy  then  the  truly  wise, 
Who  learn  and  keep  the  sacred  road  ! 
How  happy  they  whom  heaven  employs. 
To  turn  rebellious  men  to  God  1 

4  To  win  them  from  the  fatal  way, 
Where  erring  folly  thoughtless  roves  ; 
And  that  blest  righteousness  display, 
Which  Jesus  wrought,  and  God  approves  I 

5  The  shining  firmament  shall  fade, 
And  sparkling  stars  resign  their  light ; 

tiut  these  shall  know  nor  change  nor  shade. 
For  ever  fair,  for  ever  bright. 

6  No  fancied  joy  beyond  the  sky, 
No  fair  delusion  is  reveai'd  ; 

*Tis  God  that  speaks,  who  cannot  lie, 
And  all  his  word  must  be  fulfill'd. 

7  And  shall  not  these  cold  hearts  of  ours3 
Be  kindled  at  the  glorious  view  ? 
Come,  Lord,  awake  our  active  powers^ 
Our  feeble,  dying  strength  renew. 

3  ,On  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire 
O  may  our  spirits  daily  rise  ; 
And  reach  at  last  the  shining  choir, 
In  the  bright  mansions  of  the  skies. 

Mrs.  Steele^. 


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HYMN  238,  239. 


Hymn  CCXXXVIII.    Common  Metre.      or  fo 
Death  and  Heaven. 

1  THERE  is  a  house  not  made  by  hands? 

Eternal  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands. 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall ; 
Then,  oh  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 
Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 

3  'Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  heaven  g 
And,  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 
Has  his  own  Spirit  given. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come  \ 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ; 
But  whilst  the  body  is  our  home, 
We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace,? 

But  we  had  rather  see  ; 
We  would  be  absent  from  the  fleshr 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Watxs. 


Hymn  CCXXXIX.    Common  Metre,  b 
The  Humiliation  of  Christ.   Isaiah  liii. 

I  THE  Saviour  comes  !  no  outward  pomp 
Bespeaks  his  presence  nigh  ; 
No  earthly  beauties  in  him  shine, 
To  draw  the  carnal  eye* 


HYMN  240. 


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2  Fair  as  a  blooming,  tender  flower 

Amidst  the  desert  grows  ; 
So,  slighted  and  despis'd  by  man, 
The  heavenly  Saviour  rose. 

3  They  held  him  as  condemn'd  by  heaven, 

An  outcast  from  his  God  ; 
While  for  their  sins  he  groan'd  and  bled 
Beneath  his  Father's  rod. 

4  With  sinners  in  the  dust  he  lay, 

The  rich  a  grave  supplied  ; 
Unspotted  was  his  blameless  life, 
Unstain'd  by  sin  he  died. 

5  His  soul  rejoicing  shall  behold 

The  purchase  of  his  pain ; 
And  every  sinner  by  him  sav'd 
Shall  bless  Messiah's  reign. 

6  He  died  to  bear  the  guilt  of  men, 

That  sin  might  be  forgiven  ; 
He  lives  to  bless  them,  and  defend, 
And  plead  their  cause  in  heaven. 

Scotch  Paraphrase. 

Hymn  CCXL.  Common  Metre.  &  or  b 
The  Resurrection  of  the  Martyrs.   Rev.  vii. 

1  "  THESE  glorious  minds  how  bright  they 

Whence  all  their  white  array  ?     fshine  I 
How  came  they  to  the  happy  seats 
Of  everlasting  day  ? 

2  From  torturing  pains  to  endless  joys, 

On  fiery  wheels  they  rode  ; 
And  strangely  wash'd  their  raiment  white, 
In  Jesus'  dying  blooi. 

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HYMN  241. 


3  Now  they  approach  a  spotless  God, 

And  bow  before  his  throne  j 
Their  warbling  harps  and  aacred  songs 
Adore  the  Holy  One. 

4  The  unveil'd  glories  of  his  face 

Among  his  saints  reside  ; 
While  the  rich  treasure  of  his  grace 
Sees  all  their  wants  supplied, 

5  Tormenting  thirst  shall  leave  their  souls, 

And  hunger  flee  as  fast  j 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  be  their  sweet  repast. 

6  The  Lamb  shall  lead  his  heavenly  flock 

Where  living  fountains  rise  ; 
And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 
The  sorrows  of  their  eyes. 

Watts. 


Hymn  GCXLI.    Long  Metre.  & 
The  Voice  of  Nature. 

1  THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  etherial  sky  ; 

And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame^ 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

2  Th9  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  power  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land 

The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

Z  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale^ 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Hepeats  the  story  of  her  birth, 


HYMN  242. 


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4  Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole* 

5  What  though  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball  ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound, 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  : 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  singing,  as  they  shine, 
The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine. 

Addison. 

a  m*»  ■■  -  "  '    '■»  '       •*•«  •    ■   mm 

Hymn  CCXLII.    Long  Metre.  %  or  f> 
Remembrance  of  Christ, 
t  "  THIS  do,  in  mem'ry  of  your  friend." 
Such  was  the  Saviour's  last  request, 
Who  ail  the  pangs  of  death  endur'd, 
That  we  might  live  for  ever  blest. 

2  Yes,  we'll  record  thy  matchless  love, 
Thou  dearest,  tenderest,  best  of  friends  ! 
Thy  dying  love  the  noblest  praise 

Of  long  eternity  transcends. 

3  'Tis  pleasure  more  than  earth  can  give, 
Thy  goodness  through  these  veils  to  see  j 
Thy  table  food  celestial  yields, 

And  happy  they  who  sit  with  thee. 

4  But  oh  1  what  vast  transporting  joys 
Shall  fill  our  breasts,  our  tongues  inspire, 
When,  join'd  with  the  celestial  train, 
Our  grateful  souls  thy  love  admire  ! 

5  When  these  vile  bodies,  all  refin'd, 
Perfect  and  glorious  as  thy  own, 


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HYMN  243,  244. 


Unwearied  shall  our  minds  obey, 
And  join  in  worship  near  thy  throne. 

Hymn  CCXLIII.  Common  Metre    &  or  J> 
The  Testimony  of  a  good  Conscience. 
1  THOUGH  frightful  snares  beset  me  round, 
And  threatening  billows  roll  ; 
Though  scandal  and  reproach  abound, 
To  vex  my  weary  soul  ; 

5  A  conscience  pure  can  testify 
My  heart  to  be  sincere  ; 
Presumption  and  hypocrisy 
All  hateful  still  appear. 

3  My  feet  have  kept  the  path  divine, 

Though  sinners  did  entice, 
Nor  do  I  yet  from  thence  decline, 
To  tread  the  paths  of  vice. 

4  God's  word  I  treasure  up,  and  prise 

Beyond  all  earthly  good  ; 
Compar'd  with  this,  I  may  despise 
My  necessary  food, 

5  Censorious  men  who  dwell  at  ease,, 

May  proudly  on  me  tread  ; 
My  Saviour  whom  I  seek  t©  please, 
My  righteous  cause  will  plead. 

6  His  righteousness  I  shall  behold, 

When  light  springs  from  above  ; 
And  tri'd  I  shall  come  forth  as  gold, 
To  praise  his  wondrous  love. 

Wallin. 

Hymn  CCXLIV.    Long  Metre.   ^  or  ^ 
Christ  the  Image  of  the  Invisible  God. 

I  THOU,  Lord,  by  mortal  eyes  unseen, 
And  by  thy  offspring  here  unknown, 


HYMN  245. 


197 


To  manifest  thyself  to  men, 
Hast  set  thy  image  in  thy  Son. 

2  As  the  bright  sun's  meridian  blaze 
O'erwhelms  and  pains  our  feeble  sight, 
But  cheers  us  with  his  softer  rays 
When  shining  with  reflected  light ; 

3  So  in  thy  Son,  thy  power  divine, 
Thy  wisdom,  justice,  truth  and  lore 
With  mild  and  pleasing  lustre  shine, 
Reflected  from  thy  throne  above. 

4  Thtfugh  harden'd  Jews  denied  his  claim5 
And  turn'd  away  their  scornful  face  ; 
Yet  those  who  trusted  in  his  name, 
Beheld  in  him  thy  truth  and  grace. 

5  O  thou,  at  whose  almighty  word 
Fair  light  at  first  from  darkness  shone, 
Give  us  to  know  our  glorious  Lord, 
And  see  the  Father  in  the  Son. 

6  Whilst  we,  thine  image  there  displayed, 
With  love  and  admiration  view  ; 
Form  us  in  likeness  to  our  Head, 
That  we  may  bear  thy  image  too. 

Mason,  altered. 

Hymn  CCXLV.    Common  Metre.  b 
God  our  Refuge  in  Trouble. 

1  THOU  refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 
12  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 
For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 

sr* 


198 


HYMN  246. 


Thy  promises  can  bring  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  when  these  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  rise  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 

And  shall  J  seek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 
Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 

6  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still, 

There  shall  my  soul  retreat  ; 
With  humble  hope  attend  thee  still, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet, 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CCXLVI.  Long  Metre.  b~ 
Self-Examination. 

1  THOU  vain  intruding  world,  depart ! 
No  more  allure  or  vex  my  heart ; 
Let  every  vanity  be  gone, 

1  would  be  peaceful  and  alone, 

2  Here  let  me  search  my  inmost  mind, 
And  try  its  real  state  to  find  ; 

The  secret  springs  of  thought  explore^ 
And  call  my  words  and  actions  o'er. 

3  Reflect  how  soon  my  life  will  end, 
And  think  pn  what  my  hopes  depend  ; 
What  aim  my  busy  thoughts  pursue  ; 
What  work  is  done,  and  what  to  io. 


HYMN  247. 


199 


4  Eternity  is  just  at  hand  ; 

And  shall  I  waste  the  ebbing  sand  ? 
And  careless  view  departing  day  ? 
And  throw  my  fleeting  time  away  ? 

5  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 
My  high  pursuit,  my  ardent  prayer, 
An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 

A  pardon  seal'd,  and  peace  with  God. 

6  Search,  gracious  God,  my  inmost  heart, 
And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart ; 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free, 
And  guide  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CCXLVII.  Long  Metre.    %  or  b 
Seeking  Christ  the  Shepherd. 

1  THOU,  whom  my  soul  admires  above 
All  earthly  joys  and  earthly  love, 
Tell  me,  my  Shepherd,  let  me  know 
Where  doth  thy  sweetest  pasture  grow  ? 

2  Where  is  the  shadow  of  that  rock, 
Which  from  the  sun  defends  thy  flock  ? 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  sheep, 
Among  them  rest,  among  them  sleep. 

3  The  footsteps  of  thy  flock  I  see, 
Thy  sweetest  pastures  here  they  be  ! 
A  wondrous  feast  thy  love  prepares, 
Bought  by  thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and  tearsi 

4  His  sacred  flesh  he  makes  my  food, 
And  bids  me  drink  his  precious  blood  ; 
Here  to  this  feast  my  soul  will  come, 
Till  my  beloved  lead  me  home. 

Watts, 


tgQO  HYMN  348,  249. 

Hymn  CCXLVIXL  Long  Metre,  m  or 
The  Vanity  of  Forms  without  Virtue. 

1  TH*  uplifted  eye  and  bended  knee 
Are  but  vain  homage,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
In  vain  our  lips  thy  praise  prolong, 
The  heart  a  stranger  to  the  song. 

2  Can  rites,  and  forms,  and  flaming  zeal. 
The  breaches  of  thy  precepts  heal  ? 
Can  fasts  and  penance  reconcile 

Thy  justice,  and  obtain  thy  smile  ? 

S  The  pure,  the  humble,  contrite  mind, 
Thankful,  and  to  thy  will  resigned, 
To  thee  a  nobler  offering  yields, 
Than  Sheba's  groves,  or  Sharon's  fields  ; 

4  Than  floods  of  oil,  or  costly  wine, 
Rolling  by  thousands  to  thy  shrine  ; 
Or  than  if  to  thine  altar  led, 

A  first-born  son  the  victim  bled. 

5  "  Be  just  and  kind  and  humble  too, 
"  In  all  you  say,  in  all  you  do  ; 

"  To  men,  your  charity  impart, 

"  And  love  your  God  with  all  your  heart. 

6  This  truth  by  ancient  prophets  given, 
Was  by  thy  Son  confirm'd  from  heaven  ; 
And,  deep  engrav'd,  this  great  command 
Doth  on  eternal  pillars  stand. 

Reformed  Liturgy. 

HvMrf-  CCXLIX.  Long  Metre.         or  b 
Love  to  God  and  Man. 

1  THUS  saith  the  first,  the  great  command, 
"  Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite 
"  To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God 
"  With  sacred  fervour  and  delight; 

4k 


HYMN  250. 


201 


2  "  Then  shall  thy  neighbour,  next  in  place, 
Share  thine  affections  and  esteem  ; 

And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 
Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him. " 

3  This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke, 
This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove  ; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 

And  the  whole  law's  fulfill'd  by  love. 

4  But  oh,  how  base  our  passions  are  ! 
How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal  I 
Lord,  "fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  fire, 
Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CCL.  Long  Metre.       m  or 
God  dwelling  -with  the  bumble. 

1  THUS  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 
"  I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne  ; 

My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 

2  "  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below, 
On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too  ; 
The  humble  spirit  and  contrite 
Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  "  The  humble  soul  my  words  revive* 
I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live  ; 
Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind, 

4  "  When  I  contend  against  their  sin, 

I  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been  ; 
But  should  my  wrath  for  ever  smoke, 
Their  souls  would  sink  beneath  the  stroke." 


202 


HYMN  251. 


5  O  may  thy  pardoning  grace  be  nigh, 
Lest  we  should  faint,  despair  and  die  ; 
Thus  shall  our  better  thoughts  approve 
The  methods  of  thy  chastening  love. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CCLI.     Common  Metre.       or  t> 
Characters  of  Christ.    Isa.  xlii.  1,  4. 

1  THUS  saith  the  Lord,  who  built  the  heavens* 

And  bade  the  planets  roll ; 
Who  peopled  all  the  climes  of  earth, 
And  form'd  the  human  soul  j 

2  Behold  my  servant,  see  him  rise, 
Exalted  in  my  might ; 

Him  have  I  chosen,  and  in  him 
I  place  supreme  delight. 

3  "  On  1dm,  in  rich  effusion  pour'd, 

My  spirit  shall  descend  ; 
My  truth  and  judgment  he  shall  show 
To  earth's  remotest  end. 

4  Gentle  and  still  shall  be  his  voice, 
No  threats  from  him  proceed  j 

The  smoking  flax  he  shall  not  quench. 
Nor  break  the  bruised  reed. 

5  "  The  feeble  spark  to  flame  he'll  raise. 

The  weak  will  not  despise  ; 
Judgment  he  shall  bring  forth  to  truth, 
And  make  the  fallen  rise. 

6  «  The  progress  of  his  zeal  and  power 

Shall  never  know  decline, 
Till  foreign  lands  and  distant  isles 
Receive  the  law  divine." 

Scotch  Paraphrase. 


HYMN  252,  253, 


203 


Hymn  CCLII.    Common  Metre.  ^  or  b 
Children  devoted  to  God. 

1  THUS  saith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

«  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee, 
I'll  bless  thy  numerous  race,  and  they 
Shall  be  a  seed  for  me." 

2  Abrah'm  believ'd  the  promis'd  grace.? 

And  gave  his  sons  to  God  ; 
But  water  seals  the  cov'nant  now, 
Which  then  was  seal'd  with  blood, 

3  Thus  Lydia's  house  was  sanctified* 

When  she  received  the  word ; 
Thus  the  believing  jailor  gave 
His  household  to  the  Lord. 

4  Thus  do  thy  saints,  O  faithful  God* 

Thine  ancient  truth  embrace  ; 
To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 
And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 

Watts, 

Hymn  CCLIII.  Long  Metre,  m  or  & 
Christ's  Commission  to  preach  the  Gospel. 

1  THUS  spake  the  Saviour,  when  he  sent 
His  ministers  to  preach  his  word  ; 
They  through  the  world  obedient  went^ 
And  spread  the  gospel  of  their  Lord. 

2  "  Go  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my  name, 
Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive  | 
The  gospel  jubilee  proclaim, 

And  call  them  to  repent  and  live. 

3  "  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart, 
And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies ; 
Bind  up  the  broken  bleeding  heart, 
And  wipe  the  tear  from  weeping  eyes. 


304 


HYMN  254. 


4  "  Be  wise  as  serpents  where  you  go, 
But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove  ; 

And  let  your  heaven-taught  conduct  show 
That  you're  commission'd  from  above. 

5  "  Freely  from  me  ye  have  receiv'd, 
Freely  in  love  to  others  give  ; 
Thus4  shall  your  doctrines  be  believ'd, 
And  by  your  labours,  sinners  live. 

6  "  All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands, 
I  will  protect  you  and  defend  ; 
Whilst  thus  you  follow  my  commands,, 
I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end.'* 

7  Happy  those  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Who  thus  their  Master's  will  obey  I 
How  rich,  how  full  is  their  reward, 
Reserv'd  until  the  final  day  i 

Hymn  OCLIV.    Common  Metre.  Sfc 
Divine  Goodness  to  Man. 
1  THY  wisdom,  power  and  goodness,  Lord, 
In  all  thy  works  appear  ; 
But  man  thy  bounties  shall  record, 
For  thy  distinguish'd  care. 

?  From  thee,  the  breath  of  life  we  drew* 
That  breath  thy  power  maintains  ; 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
Our  brittle  frame  sustains. 

3  Yet  nobler  gifts  demand  our  praise, 

Of  reason's  light  possess'd  ; 
By  revelation's  brighter  rays 
Still  more  divinely  blest. 

4  Thy  providence  our  constant  guard; 
'      When  threatening  woes  impend. 


 HYMN  255.  205 

Will  either  threatening  dangers  ward, 
Or  timely  succours  lend. 

5  On  us  thy  providence  has  shone 

With  its  propitious  rays  ; 
O  let  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 

6  All  bounteous  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 

O  teach  us  to  improve 
Thy  gifts  with  ever  grateful  heart, 
And  crown  them  with  thy  love, 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Hymn  CCLV.    Short  Metre.  m  or  b 
The  Yoiae  of  Wisdom. 

1  'TIS  wisdom's  earnest  cry, 

Wisdom,  the  voice  of  God, 
To  young  and  old,  the  low  and  high, 
She  speaks  his  will  abroad. 

2  Within  the  human  breast 

Her  strong  monitions  plead, 
She  thunders  her  divine  protest, 
Against  th'  unrighteous  deed. 

3  Within  the  holy  place, 

She  calls  with  open  arms  ; 
"  How  long,  ye  fools,  will  you  embrace 
"  Folly's  deceiving  charms  i 

4  "  The  race  of  men  I  love  ; 

"  In  mercy  I  chastise  ; 
"  Severely  faithful,  I  reprove  ; 
"  Hear,  mortals,  and  be  wise* 

5  "  My  doors  are  open  wide  ; 

"  My  table  spread  within  ; 
u  Come  then,  ye  simple,  turn  aside, 
"  And  leave  the  paths  of  sin. 
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206 


HYMN  256. 


6  "  My  joys,  unsensual  taste, 

"  Come,  drink  of  wisdom's  wine  ; 
«  No  sorrow  poisons  my  repast, 
*  The  banquet  is  divine. 

7  u  My  ways  are  ways  of  peace, 

"  My  pleasures  never  cloy ; 
"  The  bliss  I  give  will  never  cease, 
"  But  lead  to  endless  joy/* 

Scott,  varied . 
Hymn  CCLVI.    Short  Metre.  % 

Preserving  Grace. 

1  TO  God,  the  only  wisef 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'lis  his  almighty  love, 

His  counsel  and  his  care, 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death^ 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 

Unblemish'd  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face* 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne  ; 
Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace. 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God, 

Wisdom  and  power  belongs, 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
Ami  everlasting  songs. 

Watt*. 


HYMN  257,  258. 


U07 


Hymn  CCLV1I.    Long  Metre. 

Divine  Preservation, 

1  TO  heaven  my  grateful  soul  ascends^ 
On  God  alone  for  help  depends  ; 
His  hand  is  my  perpetual  guard, 
His  grace  the  source  of  my  reward. 

2  The  spreading  skies,  by  power  divines 
In  all  their  radiant  glories  shine ; 
From  his  command,  the  solid  earth 
And  all  its  stores  deriv'd  their  birth. 

3  Inspected  by  his  piercing  eyes, 

No  threatening  snares  my  soul  surprise ; 
My  faithful  guardian  never  sleeps, 
My  trembling  feet  he  safely  keeps. 

4  Protected  by  his  powerful  arm, 
Should  dreadful  scenes  our  souls  alarm* 
Our  lives  are  safe;  his  heavenly  care 
Defends  us  still  from  every  snare. 

5  He  guides  our  feet,  directs  our  way, 
His  morning  smiles  enliven  day ; 
And  when  the  sun  withdraws  the  light, 
His  presence  cheers  the  shades  of  night. 

Liverpool  Collection. 

11  11  '  111    '  I      I    I  I  _        I  I  II       .   II.,  I-  M    ■!  MM 

Hymn  CCLV1II.    Long  Metre.  m 
Communion.with  Christ. 

1  TO  Jes«s,  our  exalted  Lord, 

That  name,  in  heaven  and  earth  ador'd, 
Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know 
Are  weak,  and  languishing,  and  low  $ 


HYMN  259, 


Far,  far  above  our  humble  songs, 
The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

3  Yet  whilst  around  his  board  we  meeti 
And  worship  at  his  sacred  feet, 

O  let  our  warm  affections  move, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love. 

4  Yes,  Lord,  we  love  and  we  adore, 
But  long  to  know  and  love  thee  more  ; 
And  whilst  we  taste  the  bread  and  wine, 
Desire  to  feed  on  joys  divine. 

5  Let  faith  our  feeble  senses  aid, 

To  see  thy  wondrous  love  display'd  ; 
Thy  broken  flesh,  thy  bleeding  veins, 
Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 

6  Let  humble  penitential  woe, 

With  painful,  pleasing  anguish  flow  ; 
And  thy  forgiving  love  impart, 
Life*  hope  and  joy,  to  every  heart. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CCLIX.    Long  Metre.  m 
The  Heavenly  Conqueror. 

1  TO  Jesus,  our  victorious  Lord, 
The  praises  of  our  lives  belong  ; 
For  ever  be  his  name  ador'd, 
The  subject  of  each  thankful  song* 

2  Enslav'd  by  sin,  beset  by  foes, 
Undone  and  perishing,  we  lay  ; 
His  pity  melted  o'er  our  woes, 
To  save  the  trembling,  dying  prey. 

3  He  fought,  he  conquer'd,  though  he  fel^ 
Whilst  with  his  last  expiring  breath 


HYMN  260. 


209 


He  triumph'd  o'er  the  powers  of  hell, 
And,  by  his  dying,  vanquished  death. 

4  Now  on  his  Father's  throne  he  reigns, 
And  all  the  tuneful  choir  above 
Resound,  in  high  immortal  strains, 
The  praises  of  victorious  love. 

5  Though  still  surviving  foes  arise, 
Temptations,  sins  and  doubts  appear, 
And  pain  our  hearts,  and  fill  our  eyes, 
With  many  a  groan,  and  many  a  tear  ; 

6  Still  shall  we  fight,  and  still  prevail, 
In  our  almighty  Leader's  name  ; 

His  strength,  whene'er  our  spirits  fail. 
Shall  all  our  active  powers  inflame. 

7  Immortal  honours  wait  above, 

To  crown  the  dying  Conqueror's  brow  ; 
And  endless  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
For  the  short  war  sustain'd  below. 

Mrs,  Steele, 


Hymn  CCLX.    Long  Metre. 
The  Lord's  Supper. 

1  'TWAS  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night, 
When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes. 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blest,  and  brake  5, 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ; 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  J 

3  "  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin, 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  $" 

3S* 


810 


HYMN  261. 


Then  took  the  cup,  and  bjest  the  wine, 
"  'Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood." 

4  "  In  mem'ry  of  your  dying  Lord, 
Do  this  (he  said)  till  time  shall  end  ; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  friend." 

5  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate, 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name  ; 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CCLXI.    Common  Metre.       or  b 
The  New  Birth, 

1  VAIN  are  the  hopes  the  sons  of  men 

On  their  own  works  have  built  j 
The  carnal  mind  is  all  unclean, 
And  all  its  actions  guilt. 

2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  stop  their  mouth, 

Without  a  murmuring  word  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  stand 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain 'we  ask  God's  righteous  law 

To  justify  us  now  ; 
When,  to  convince  and  to  condemn, 
Is  all  the  law  can  dq. 

4  Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth. 

Nor  rites  that  Moses  gave, 
Nor  will  of  men,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
The  guilty  race  can  save. 

5  God's  Spirit,  like  a  heavenly  wind, 

Blows,  on  the  sons  of  flesh  ; 


HYMN  262. 


2M 


Changes  the  heart,  renews  the  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

6  Our  quicken'd  souls  awake  and  rise* 

From  the  long  sleep  of  death  ; 
To  heavenly  things  we  turn  our  eyes., 
And  praise  employs  our  breath. 

7  The  sins  and  follies  of  our  mind 

Are  crucified  and  dead  ; 
By  holy  love  our  souls  are  join'd 
To  Christ  our  living  Head. 

Altered  from  Watts. 

Hymn  CCLXII.    Long  Metre.  b 

The  Grave  destroyed. 

1  UNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust  i 
And  give  these  sacred  relicks  room 
To  slumber  in  thy  silent  dust. 

2  No  pain,  no  grief,  no  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
Whilst  angels  watch  its  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Son 

Past  through  the  grave  and  blest  the  bed  ; 
Then  rest,  dear  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pieice  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  i 
Attend,  O  grave,  his  sovereign  word  ! 
Restore  thy  trust  ;  the  glorious  form 
Will  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 

Watts, 


m  HYMN  263,  264. 

—  .  ' — •  

Hymn  CCLXIII.    Short  Metre.  & 
The  Lord's  Day. 

1  WELCOME  thou  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise ; 
Welcome  to  his  reviving  breast. 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near 

To  feast  his  saints  to  day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  himhere? 
And  love  and  praise  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place, 

Where  Jesus  is  within, 
Is  better  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasure  and  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
Till  it  is  call'd  to  soar  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

Watts,  varied. 

Hymn  CCLXIV.      Common  Metre. 
The  Victory  and  Dominion  of  Christ. 

1  WE  sing  our  Saviour's  wondrous  death. 

He  conquer'd  when  he  fell  ; 
"  'Tis  finish'd,"  said  his  dying  breath, 
And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 

2  "  'Tis  finish'd,"  our  Immanuel  cries, 

The  mighty  work  is  done ; 
Hence  shall  his  sovereign  throne  arise* 
His  kingdom  is  begun. 

■3  A  person  so  divine  was  he, 
Who  yielded  to  be  slains 


HYMN  265. 


213 


That  he  could  give  his  life  away, 
And  take  his  life  again. 

4  His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid 

For  glory  and  renown  ; 
When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  pass'd,  to  reach  the  crown. 

5  Exalted  at  his  Father's  side, 

Sits  our  victorious  Lord  ; 
His  saints  from  sinners  to  divide^ 
To  punish  or  reward. 

6  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  above, 

And  every  tongue  shall  sing 
The  riches  of  eternal  love, 
The  conquest  of  our  King. 

Watts,  varied. 

Hymn  CCLXV.    Common  Metre,  m  or  b 
Resignation  in  Death. 

1  WHAT  cannot  resignation  do  ? 

It  wonders  can  perform  ; 
That  powerful  charm,  "  Thy  will  be  done,'* 
Can  lay  the  loudest  storm. 

2  Haste,  then,  O  resignation,  haste, 

*Tis  thine  to  reconcile 
The  mind  to  death  ;  at  thy  approach 
The  monster  wears  a  smile. 

3  What  sight  beneath  the  arch  of  heaven 

Has  most  of  heaven  to  boast  ? 
The  dying  saint,  resigned,  serene, 
And  giving  up  the  ghost. 

4  O  for  that  summit  of  my  wish, 

Whilst  yet  I  draw  my  breath, 
That  foretaste  of  eternal  life, 
A  glorious  smile  in  death  I 

Young, 


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HYMN  266,  267. 


Hymn  CCLXVI.    Common  Metre. 
Gratitude  for  divine  Mercies.    Part  I. 

5  WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love  and  praise, 

2  Thy  providence  my  life  sustain'd, 

And  all  my  wants  redress'd, 
When  in  the  silent  womb  I  lay, 
Or  hung  upon  the  breast. 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 

4  Uhnumber'd  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestow'd  ; 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 
From  whom  those  comforts  flow'd. 

5  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm  unseen  convey'd  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

6  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  death, 

It  gently  clear'd  my  way ; 
And  through  the  pleasing  scenes  of  vice 
Where  thousands  go  astray. 

Addison. 


Hymn  CCLXVII.    Common  Metre.  * 
Gratitude  for  divine  Mercies.    Part  II. 

1  WHEN  pale  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 
With  health  renew'd  my  face  ; 
And  when  in  sin  and  sorrow  sunk* 
Reviv'd  my  soul  with  grace* 


HYMN  268. 


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2  Thy  bounteous  hand  with  worldly  good 

Has  made  my  cup  run  o'er  ; 
And  in  a  kind  and  faithful  friend 
Has  doubled  all  my  store. 

3  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ, 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

4  Through  every  period  of  my  life. 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue  ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

5  When  nature  fails,  and  day  and  night 

Divide  the  time  no  more, 
My  ever  grateful  heart,  O  Lord, 
Thy  mercy  shall  adore. 

6  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 

A  joyful  song  I'll  raise  ; 
For  O,  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 

Addison. 

Hymn  CCLXVIII.    Common  Metre,  m 
The  Spring. 

1  WHEN  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale. 

And  blossoms  deck  the  spray  ; 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day  ! 

2  Hark,  how  the  feather'd  warblers  sing  i 

'Tis  nature's  cheerful  voice  ; 
Soft  musick  hails  the  lovely  spring. 
And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 


216 


HYMN  269. 


3  How  kind  the  influence  of  the  skies  ! 

The  showers,  with  blessings  fraught. 
Bid  verdure,  beauty,  fragrance  rise, 
And  fix  the  roving  thought. 

4  Then  let  my  wondering  heart  confess, 

With  gratitude  and  love, 
The  bounteous  hand  that  deigns  to  bless 
The  garden,  field  and  grove. 

5  That  bounteous  hand  my  thoughts  adore, 

Beyond  expression  kind, 
Hath  better,  nobler  gifts  in  store, 
To  bless  the  craving  mind. 

6  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart  I 
Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart ; 

7  Inspir'd  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song, 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine 
Attune  my  joyful  tongue. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Hymn  CCLXIX.  Common  Metre.  %k 
Strength  from  God. 

1  WHENCE  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arise  ? 

And  where's  our  courage  fled  ? 
Has  restless  sin  and  hopeless  fear 
Struck  all  our  comforts  dead  ? 

2  Have  we  forgot  th'  Almighty  hand 

That  form'd  the  earth  and  sea  ? 
Or  can  the  all-creating  arm 
Grow  weary,  or  decay  ? 

3  Treasures  of  everlasting  might 

In  our  Jehovah  dwell ; 


HYMN  '270. 


217 


He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak, 
And  treads  their  foes  to  bell. 

4  Mere  mortal  power  shall  fade  and  die, 

And  youthful  vigour  cease  ; 
But  they  w  ho  wait  upon  the  Lord 
Shall  find  their  strength  increase. 

5  The  saints  shall  mount  on  eagles*  wings, 

And  taste  the  promis'd  bliss  ; 
Till  their  unwearied  feet  arrive 
Where  perfect  pleasure  is. 

Watts. 

Hymn  CCLXX.  Common  Metre. 

Victory  over  Death,  through  Christ. 

1  WHEN  death  appears  before  my  sight, 

In  all  his  dire  array, 
Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight* 
My  courage  dies  away. 

2  How  shall  I  meet  this  potent  foe, 

Whose  frown  my  soul  alarms  ? 
Dark  horror  sits  upon  his  brow  I 
And  victory  waits  his  arms  ! 

S  But  see  my  glorious  Leader  nigh  ! 
My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives  ; 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

4  Jesus,  be  thou  my  sure  defence, 

My  guard  for  ever  near  ; 
My  faith  shall  triumph  over  sense3 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

5  O,  may  I  meet  the  final  hour 

With  fortitude  divine  ; 
Sustained  by  thine  almighty  power. 
The  conquest  must  be  mine. 

39 


218 


HYMN  271. 


6  Lord,  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee, 

Accept  the  sacred  trust  ; 
Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me, 
And  watch  my  sleeping  dust. 

7  Till  that  illustrious  morning  come, 

When  all  thy  saints  shall  rise  ; 
And,  cloth'd  in  thine  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 

3  O  let  me  join  their  raptur'd  lays, 
And,  with  the  blissful  throng, 
Resound  salvation,  power  and  praise 
In  everlasting  song. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CCLXXI.    Long  Metre. 
Christ  the  Life  of  the  Soul. 

1  WHEN  doubts  and  fears  prevailing  rise? 
And  fainting  hope  almost  expires, 
Jesus,  to  thee,  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

To  thee  I  breathe  my  strong  desires. 

2  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  living  Lord  ? 
And  can  my  hope,  my  comfort  die, 
Fix'd  on  thine  everlasting  word, 

That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  sky  ? 

3  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives, 
Then  my  immortal  hope  is  sure  ; 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives, 
Here  let  me  build  and  rest  secure. 

4  Here  let  my  faith  unshaken  dwell  ; 
Immoveable  the  promise  stands  ; 
Not  all  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell 
Can  e'er  dissolve  the  sacred  bands. 

5  Here,  then,  my  soul,  thy  trust  repose? 
If  Jesus  is  for  ever  mine? 


HYMN  272,  273. 


219 


Not  death  itself,  the  last  of  foes, 

Shall  break  a  union  so  divine.    Mrs.  Steele,. 

Hymn  CCLXXII.  Common  Metre,  fe 
Thirsting  after  God-  Isa.  xli.  17. 

1  WHEN  fainting  in  the  sultry  waste, 

And  parch'd  with  thirst  extreme, 
The  weary  pilgrim  longs  to  taste 
The  cool  refreshing  stream  ; 

2  Should,  sudden  to  his  hopeless  eye, 

A  crystal  spring  appear, 
How  would  th'  enlivening,  sweet  supply 
His  drooping  spirit  cheer  ! 

S  So  longs  the  weary  fainting  mind, 
Oppress'd  with  sins  and  woes, 
Some  soul-reviving  spring  to  find, 
Whence  heavenly  comfort  flows. 

4  Thus  sweet  the  consolations  are 

The  promises  impart  ; 
Here  flowing  streams  of  life  appear, 
To  ease  the  panting  heart. 

5  O  when  I  thirst  for  thee,  my  God, 

With  ardent  strong  desire, 
And  still,  through  all  this  desert  road, 
To  taste  thy  grace,  aspire  ; 

6  Then,  let  my  prayer  to  thee  ascend, 

A  grateful  sacrifice  ; 
My  plaintive  voice  thou  wilt  attend, 
And  grant  me  full  supplies. 

Mrs.  Steele. 
Hymn  CCLXXIIL    Common  Metre,  m  or  b 
The  Discipline  of  God's  Providence. 

I  WHEN  I  review  the  crooked  ways, 
Through  which  nay  feet  have  trod, 


220   HYMN  274.  

I  find  incessant  cause  to  bless 
And  love  my  guardian  God. 

2  Through  all  the  labyrinth  of  life, 

My  folly  he  pursu'd  ; 
My  wandering  heart  to  quick  return. 
How  tenderly  he  woo'd  ! 

3  I  rarely  plann'd,  but  cause  I  found 

My  plan's  defeat  to  bless  ! 
Oft  I  lamented  an  event 
Which  turn'd  to  my  success. 

4  When  labouring  under  fancied  ill, 

My  spirits  to  sustain, 
He  kindly  cur'd  with  wholesome  draughts 
Of  unaffected  pain. 

5  Sometimes  he  brought  me  near  to  death, 

And,  pointing  to  the  grave, 
Made  terror  whisper  kind  advice, 
And  taught  the  tomb  to  save. 

6  To  raise  my  thoughts  beyond  where  worlds 

As  spangles  o'er  us  shine  ; 
One  day  he  gave,  and  made  the  next 
My  soul's  delight  resign. 

7  From  what  seem'd  horror  and  despair, 

The  richest  harvest  rose  ; 
And  gave  me  in  the  will  divine, 
An  absolute  repose. 

Young. 

Hymn  CCLXXIV.  Long  Metre. 
Crucifixtion  to  the  World  by  die  Cross  of  Christ. 

I  WHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride- 


HYMN  275. 


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2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
But  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

S  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet  ? 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  His  dying  crimson,  like  a  robe, 

Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  ; 
Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me. 

5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CCLXXV.    Common  Metre.  ^  or  b 
Trust  in  God's  Word. 

I  WHEN  sin  and  sorrow,  fear  and  pain  rS 
My  trembling  heart  dismay, 
My  feeble  strength,  alas,  how  vain,  * 
It  sinks  and  dies  away. 

2;  My  spirit  asks  a  firmer  prop, 
I  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
My  God,  the  pillar  of  my  hope 
Is  thy  unchanging  word. 

3  On  this  are  built  the  brightest  joys 

Celestial  beings  know  ; 
And  'tis  the  same  almighty  voice 
Supports  the  saints  below. 

4  ?Tis  this  upholds  the  rolling  spheres,  . 

And  heaven's  immortal  frame  ; 


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HYMN  276. 


Then  let  my  soul  suppress  her  fears, 
My  basis  is  the  same. 

5  Thy  sacred  word,  thy  solemn  oath 
For  ever  must  remain ; 
I  trHist  in  everlasting  truth, 
Nor  shall  my  trust  be  vain. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Hymn  CCLXXVL  Common  Metre.  or 
Repentance  and  Pardon.   Isaiah  Iv. 
1  WHEN  sinners  quit  their  wicked  ways, 
Their  evil  thoughts  forego, 
The  God  to  whom  their  steps  return 
Returning  grace  will  show. 

£  He  pardons  with  overflowing  love  ; 
For,  hear  the  voice  divine  ; 
ei  My  nature  is  not  like  to  youx's, 
"  Nor  like  your  ways  are  mine. 

3  ct  But  far  as  heaven's  resplendent  orbs 
^■Jc  Beyond  this  earth  extend  ; 

"ISo  far  my  thoughts,  so  far  my  ways 
"  Your  thoughts  and  ways  transcend. 

4  Like  as  the  showers  from  heaven  distil, 
"  Nor  thither  rise  again, 

«  But  swell  the  earth  with  fruitful  juice, 
"  And  all  its  tribes  sustain  ; 

5  "  So  not  a  word  that  flows  from  me 

«  Shall  ineffectual  fall  ; 
"  But  universal  nature  prove 
"  Obedient  to  my  call. 

6  "  Where  briers  grew  in  b-arren  wilds, 

"  Shall  firs  and  myrtles  spring  ; 
"  And  nature  through  her  utmost  bounds 
"  Eternal  praises  sing/' 

Scotch  Paraphrases. 


HYMN  277,  278.  223 

Hymn  CCLXXVII.  Long'  Metre.  ^  or  b 

The  Influence  of  the  Divine  Spirit. 

1  WHEN  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh, 
'Tis  he  sustains  my  sinking  heart  ; 
Else  would  my  hopes  for  ever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

2  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 
Does  not  his  kind  and  welcome  voice 
The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  drooping  heart  rejoice  ? 

|  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires, 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine 
Which  animates  these  strong  desires  ? 

4  What  less  than  thy  almighty  word 

Can  raise  my  heart  from  earth  and  dust. 
And  bid  me  welcome  to  my  Lord, 
My  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  trust  ? 

5  And  when  my  lively  hope  can  say 
I  love  my  God  and  taste  his  grace, 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray 
Which  gives  the  vision  of  thy  face  I 

6  Let  thy  good  Spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love  ; 

And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart ; 
Blest  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

Mrs.  Steele, 

Hymn  CCLXXVIII.    Common  Metre.  ^ 
The  Pleasure  of  Religion. 

I  WHEN  true  religion  gains  a  place, 
And  lives  within  the  mind, 
The  sensual  life,  subdued  by  grace, 
And  all  the  soul  refin'd  ; 


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HYMN  279. 


2  The  desert  blooms  in  living  green, 
Where  thorns  and  briers  grew; 
The  barren  waste  is  fruitful  seen, 
And  all  the  prospect  new. 

S  The  storms  of  rugged  winter  cease, 
The  frozen  powers  revive  ; 
Spring  blooms  without,  within  is  peace, 
All  nature  seems  alive. 

4  O  happy  christian,  richly  bless'd  ! 

What  floods  of  pleasure  roll  1 
By  God  and  man  he  stands  confess'd 
In  dignity  of  soul. 

5  Substantial,  pure,  his  every  joy  ; 

His  Maker  is  his  friend ; 
The  noblest  business  his  employ, 
And  happiness  his  end  i 

6  Ye  sensual,  worldly,  proud  and  vain, 

Your  airy  good  pursue  ; 
Let  me  religion's  pleasure  gain, 
I'll  leave  the  world  to  you. 

Proud. 


Hymn  CCLXXIX.    Common  Metre,  m  or  fc> 

The  last  Tempest. 

1  WHEN  wild  confusion  wrecks  the  air, 

And  tempests  rend  the  skies  ; 
Whilst  blended  ruin,  clouds  and  fire 
In  harsh  disorder  rise  ; 

2  Safe  in  my  Saviour's  love  I'll  stand, 

And  strike  a  tuneful  song ; 
My  harp  all  trembling  in  my  hand, 
And  all  inspir'd  my  tongue. 

3  I'll  shout  aloud,  "  Ye  thunders  roll* 

"  And  shake  the  sullen  sky, 


HYMN  286. 


225 


"  Your  sounding  voice  from  pole  to  pole 
"  In  angry  murmurs  try. 

4  "  Let  the  earth  totter  on  her  base, 

"  And  clouds  the  heaven  deform ; 
«  Blow,  all  ye  winds,  from  every  place, 
"  And  rush  the  final  storm. 

5  "  Come  quickly,  blessed  hope,  appear, 

"  Bid  thy  swift  chariot  fly  ; 
"  Let  angels  tell  thy  coming  near, 
"  And  snatch  me  to  the  sky. 

6  "  Around  thy  wheels  in  the  glad  throng; 

"  I'd  bear  a  joyful  part ; 
"  All  hallelujah  on  my  tongue, 
"  All  rapture  in  my  heart." 

M.  Byles, 

Hymn  CCLXXX.    Long  Metre,  m  or  b 

To  Christ  the  Eternal  Life. 

1  WHERE  shall  the  tribes  of  Adam  find 
The  sovereign  good  to  fill  the  mind  ; 
Ye  sons  of  moral  wisdom,  show 

The  spring  whence  living  waters  flow. 

2  Say,  will  the  Stoick's  flinty  heart 
Melt,  and  this  cordial  balm  impart  ? 
Could  Plato  find  these  blissful  streams 
Among  his  raptures  and  his  dreams  ? 

3  In  vain  I  ask  !  for  nature's  power 
Extends  but  to  this  mortal  hour  ; 
*Twas  but  a  poor  relief  she  gave 
Against  the  terrors  of  the  grave. 

4  Jesus,  our  kinsman  and  our  Lord, 
By  angels  and  by  men  ador'd, 
Thou  art  our  life,  our  souls  in  thee 
Possess  a  full  felicity. 


226 


HYMN  281. 


5  Let  atheists  scoff,  and  Jews  blaspheme 
Th'  eternal  life  arid  Jesus'  name  ; 
Yet  our  immortal  hopes  are  laid 

In  thee  our  surety  and  our  head. 

6  Thy  cross,  thy  cradle,  and  thy  throne 
Are  full  of  glories,  yet  unknown  ; 

*Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face,  to  sing  thy  love, 

Watts. 

Hymn  CCLXXXI.    Common  Metre,  or 
Mercy  before  Sacrifice. 

1  WHEREWITH  shall  guilty  man  appear 

Before  Jehovah's  throne  ; 
Or  how  procure  thy  kind  regard, 
And  for  his  sins  atone  ? 

2  Shall  altars  flame,  and  victims  bleed, 

And  spicy  fumes  ascend  ? 
Will  these  our  earnest  wish  succeed, 
And  make  our  God  our  friend  ? 

3  Should  thousand  rams  in  flames  expire, 

Would  these  thy  favours  buy  ? 
Or  oil  that  should  for  holy  fire 
Ten  thousand  streams  supply  ? 

4  With  trembling  hands  and  bleeding  heart 

Should  we  our  offspring  slay  ; 
Would  this  atone  for  ill  desert, 
And  take  our  guilt  away  ? 

5  "  No,"  saith  the  Lord,  «  'tis  fruitless  all, 

"  Such  costly  rites  are  vain  ; 
"  No  victims  from  the  field  or  stall 
"  My  favour  can  obtain. 

6  "  But  truth  to  men  and  justice  show, 

"  And  proofs  of  mercy  give  ; 


HYMN  282. 


22? 


"  Then  humbly  walk  with  God  below, 
«  And  you  with  God  shall  live. 

7  "  Hands  that  are  clean,  and  hearts  sincere, 
"  I  never  will  despise  ; 
"  And  cheerful  duty  will  prefer 
"  To  costly  sacrifice. " 

Liverpool  Collection. 

Hymn  CCLXXXII.    Common  Metre. 
The  Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  WHILST  shepherds  watch  their  flocks  by 

Near  Bethle'm's  happy  ground,     [night ? 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down$ 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  ct  Fear  not,  "  said  he,  (for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  the  troubled  mind,) 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
"To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

"  Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
"  The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 
44  And  this  shall  be  the  sign. 

4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

"  To  human  view  display'd  ; 
"But  meanly  wrapt  in  swathing-bands, 
"  And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  and  thus 
Address'd  their  joyful  song. 

6  "  AH  glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 

S<  And  to  the  earth  be  peace  I 


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HYMN  283. 


"  Good  will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 
"  Begin  and  never  cease  I" 

Patrick,  or  Tate. 

Hymn  CCLXXXIII.    Long  Metre.  X  or  b 
Peace  of  Conscience. 

1  WHILST  some  in  folly's  pleasure  roll, 
And  seek  the  joys  which  hurt  the  sotil  ; 
Be  mine  that  silent  calm  repast, 

A  peaceful  conscience  to  the  last : 

2  That  tree  which  bears  immortal  fruity 
Without  a  canker  at  the  root ; 

That  Friend  who  never  fails  the  just, 
When  other  friends  desert  their  trust, 

3  With  this  companion  in  the  shade, 
My  soul  no  more  shall  be  dismay'd  ; 
I  will  defy  the  midnight  gloom, 
And  the  pale  monarch  of  the  tomb. 

4  Though  God  afflicts,  I'll  not  repine, 
The  noblest  comforts  still  are  mine  ; 
Comforts  which  shall  o'er  death  prevail, 
And  journey  with  me  through  the  vale„ 

&  Amidst  the  various  scenes  of  ills, 
Each  stroke  some  kind  design  fulfils  ; 
And  shall  I  murmur  at  my  God, 
When  sovereign  love  directs  the  rod  ? 

5  His  hand  will  smooth  my  rugged  way, 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day  ; 
To  milder  skies  and  brighter  plains, 
Where  everlasting  pleasure  reigns. 

Enfield's  Collec  ti«R . 


HYMN  284. 


229t 


Hymn  CCLXXXIV.    Common  Metre,  m 
Devotion. 

1  WHILST  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power ! 

Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  fill'd. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestow'dj 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd  ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favour'd  hour5 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill  : 
Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear ; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee  ! 

Miss  H,  M,  Williams, 

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HYMN  285. 


Hymn  CCLXXXV.    Long  Metre.  ^  or  b 

RE  AN  IMA  VION. 
A  Hymn  for  the  Humane  Society. 

1  WHO,  from  the  shades  of  gloomy  night* 
When  the  last  tear  of  hope  is  shed, 
Can  bid  the  soul  return  to  light, 

And  break  the  slumber  of  the  dead  ? 

2  No  human  skill  that  heart  can  warm. 
Which  the  cold  blast  of  nature  froze  ; 
Recal  to  life  the  perish'd  form ; 

The  secret  of  the  grave  disclose. 

3  But  thou,  our  saving  God,  we  know, 
Canst  arm  the  mortal  hand  with  power 
To  bid  the  stagnant  pulses  flow, 

The  animating  heat  restore. 

4  Thy  will,  ere  nature's  tutor'd  band 
Could  with  young  life,  these  limbs  unfold  ; 
Did  the  imprisoned  brain  expand, 

And  all  its  countless  fibres  told. 

5  As  from  the  dust,  thy  forming  breath 
Could  the  unconscious  being  raise  $ 
So  can  the  silent  voice  of  death 
Wake  at  thy  call,  in  songs  of  praise* 

6  Since  twice  to  die  is  ours  alone, 
And  twice  the  birth  of  life  to  see  ; 
O  let  us,  suppliant  at  thy  throne, 
Devcrte  our  second  life  t<*thee. 

Mrs.  Morton 


HYMN  286,  287.   231 

Hymn  CCLXXXVI.    Long  Metre.,  m 
Faith  Triumphant* 

1  WHO  shall  tiie  Lord's  elect  condemn  ? 
'Tis  God  who  justifies  their  souls ; 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell  ? 
'Tis  Christ  who  suffer'd  in  their  stead ; 
And,  the  salvation  to  fulfil, 

Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead  ! 

3  He  lives  !  he  lives  !  and  reigns  above. 
For  ever  interceding  there  ; 

Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love  ? 
Or  what  shall  tempt  us  to  despair  I 

4  Shall  persecution  or  distress, 
Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness  ? 

He  who  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conquerors  too* 

5  Faith  has  an  overcoming  power, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  ; 
Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
Nor  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop. 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 

Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 

Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ  our  love. 

W  A  T  T  S. 


Hymn  CCLXXXVII.    C.  M.     %  or  b 
Death  and  the  Resurrection. 
1  WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
5Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 


232 


HYMN  288. 


2  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  Jesus'  sacred  body  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

3  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  bless'd, 

And  soften'd  every  bed  : 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest? 
But  with  the  dying  head  ? 

4  Thence  he  arose,  ascended  high, 

And  show'd  our  feet  the  way  ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

5  Then  shall  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound3 

And  bid  our  friends  arise  ; 
Awake,  ye  nations,  from  the  ground  ; 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CCLXXXVIII.    C.  M.    m  or  b 

Looking  at  Things  unseen. 

1  WHY  should  the  world's  alluring  toys 

Detain  our  hearts  and  eyes  ; 
Regardless  of  immortal  joys, 
And  strangers  to  the  skies  I 

2  These  transient  scenes  will  soon  decay, 

They  fade  upon  the  sight  ; 
And  quickly  will  their  brighter  day 
Be  lost  in  endless  night. 

3  Their  brightest  day  !  alas,  how  vain  ! 

With  conscious  sighs  we  own  ; 
Whilst  clouds  of  sorrow,  care  and  pain 
O'ershade  the  smiling  noon. 

4  O  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 

Above  these  gloomy  shades? 


HYMN  289. 


233 


To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades. 

5  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever  blooming  prospect  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

6  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 

To  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 
With  one  reviving  ray  of  thine 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

7  Then  shall,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Our  ardent  wishes  rise, 
To  those  bright  scenes  where  pleasures  spring 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

Hymn  CCLXXXIX.    Long  Metre,  m 
Marriage. 

1  WITH  cheerful  voices  rise  and  sing 
The  praises  of  our  God  and  King  ; 
For  he  alone  can  minds  unite, 

And  bless  with  conjugal  delight. 

2  This  wedded  pair,  O  Lord,  inspire 
With  heavenly  love,  that  sacred  fire  ; 
From  this  blest  moment  may  they  prove 
The  bliss  divine  of  marriage  love. 

3  O  may  they  both  increasing  find 
Substantial  pleasures  of  the  mind  ; 
Happy  together  may  they  be, 
And  both  united,  Lord,  to  thee. 

4>  To  you,  blest  pair,  your  God  hath  given 
To  taste  the  love  which  reigns  in  heaven  ; 
His  gift  with  all  your  powers  improve, 
And  cultivate  that  virtuous  love, 

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234 


HYMN  290. 


5  So  may  you  live  as  truly  one  ; 

And  when  your  work  on  earth  is  done, 
Rise,  hand  in  hand,  to  heaven,  and  share 
The  joys  of  love  for  ever  there  ! 

Proud. 


Hymn  CCXC.    Common  Metre.    %  or  \y 
The  penitent  Thief. 

1  WITH  deep  contrition,  grief  and  shame, 

The  thief  his  crimes  confess?d, 
Then  turnM  his  dying  eyes  to  Christ, 
And  thus  his  prayer  address-d  : 

2  "  When  to  thy  kingdom  thou  shalt  comes 

"  O  Lord,  remember  me." 
"  This  day,  with  me  in  paradise 
"  Thy  happy  soul  shall  be." 

3  Thus  spake  the  Saviour  to  a  wretch 

Who  languished  at  his  side  ; 
Whilst  on  the  fatal  tree  he  hung, 
And  hied,  and  groan'd,  and  died, 

4  Jesus,  thou  Son,  and  Heir  of  heaven, 

Thou  Lord  of  all  below  ; 
Though  then  unjustly  thou  wast  brought 
To  infamy  and  woe  ; 

5  Yet  quickly  from  that  dreadful  scene 

In  triumph  thou  didst  rise, 
Burst  through  the  prison  of  the  gravej 
And  gain'd  thy  native  skies  ! 

6  Exalted  to  thy  Father's  throne, 

Pardon  and  life  to  give  ; 
The  penitent  thou  still  dost  hear, 
And  bid  the  sinner  live. 

Altered  from  Stennet, 


HYMN  291,  292. 


235 


Hymn  CCXCI.    Common  Metre,  m  or  b 
The  First  and  Second  Adam. 

1  WITH  flowing  eyes  and  bleeding  hearts 

A  fallen  world  survey  1 
See  the  wide  ruin  sin  has  made 
In  one  unhappy  day. 

2  Adam,  in  God's  own  image  form'd, 

See  from  his  God  estrang'd  ! 
And  all  the  joys  of  paradise 
For  guilt  and  horror  chang'd  ! 

3  This  fatal  heritage  bequeath'd 

To  all  his  helpless  race  ! 
Through  this  dark  maze  of  sin  and  woe? 
Thus  to  the  grave  we  pass. 

4  But,  O  my  soul,  with  rapture  hear 

The  second  Adam's  name  ; 
An  a*  the  celestial  gifts  he  brings 
To  all  his  seed,  proclaim. 

5  What,  though  in  mortal  life  they  mourn? 

What,  though  by  death  they  fall  ? 
Jesus,  in  one  triumphant  day, 

Transforms  and  crowns  them  all ! 

6  Praise  to  his  rich  transcending  grace, 

Ev'n  by  cur  fall  we  rise  ! 
And  gain  for  earthly  Eden  lost 
A  heavenly  paradise. 

Mason,  altered. 

Hymn  CCXCII.    Common  Metre,  m 
Compassion  of  Christ. 

1  WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
Of  our  High  Priest  above  ; 
His  heart  is  full  of  tenderness^ 
Of  pity  and  of  love. 


236 


HYMN  293. 


2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  endur'd  the  same. 

3  But  spotless,  innocent  and  pure, 

The  great  Redeemer  stood  ; 
When  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  resist  to  blood. 

4>  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh 
Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears ; 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  Christian  bears. 

5  He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power ; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

WATT&. 

Hymn  CCXCIII.    Common  Metre.  %  or  fc> 
Repentance  and  Hope. 

1  WITH  restless  agitations  tost, 

And  low  immers'd  in  woes, 
When  shall  my  wild  distemper'd  thoughts 
Regain  their  lost  repose  ? 

2  O  thou,  the  wretched's  sure  retreat, 

These  torturingxares  control  ; 
And  with  the  cheerful  smile  of  pea?ce 
Revive  my  fainting  soul. 


HYMN  294. 


237 


3  Did  ever  thy  paternal  ear 

The  humble  plea  disdain  ? 
Or  when  did  plaintive  misery  sigh, 
Or  supplicate  in  vain  ? 

4  Oppress'd  with  grief  and  shame,  dissoiv'd 

In  penitential  tears, 
Thy  goodness  calms  our  restless  doubts, 
And  dissipates  our  fears. 

5  New  life  from  thy  refreshing  grace 

Our  sinking  hearts  receive  ; 
For  'tis  thy  darling  attribute 
To  pity  and  forgive. 

6  From  that  blest  source,  propitious  hope 

Appears  serenely  bright, 
And  sheds  its  soft  diffusive  beam 
O'er  sorrow's  dismal  night. 

X  My  griefs  confess  its  vital  power, 
And  bless  the  friendly  ray, 
Which  ushers  in  the  glad  serene 
Of  everlasting  day. 

Mrs.  Carter, 
Hymn  CGXCIV.    Long  Metre,   gg  or 

Jesus  Christ,  the  same  yesterday,  to-day,  and  for  ever, 

1  WITH  wonder,  Lord,  our  souls  proclaim 
Th'  immortal  honours  of  thy  name  I 
Assembled  round  our  Saviour's  throne, 
We  make  his  countless  glories  known,  / 

2  Ere  Adam's  clay  with  life  was  warm'd. 
Or  Gabriel's  nobler  spirit  form'd; 
Before  creation  was  begun, 

Before  all  ages,  was  the  Son, 


233  HYMN  295.  

3  Through  all  succeeding  ages,  he 
The  same  hath  been,  and  still  shall  be ; 
Immortal  honours  crown  his  head, 
Though  earth  and  skies  wax  old  and  fade, 

4  The  same  his  power  his  flock  to  guard  ; 
The  same  his  bounty  to  reward ; 

The  same  his  faithfulness  and  love 
To  saints  on  earth,  and  saints  above. 

5  Let  nature  change,  and  sink,  and  die, 
Jesus  shall  raise  his  people  high  ; 

And  place  them  near  his  Father's  throne* 
In  glory  lasting  as  his  own. 

Doddridge. 


Kymn  CCXCV.    Common  Metre,  %;  or  b 
The  Christian's  Farewell. 

1  YE  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell, 

With  all  your  feeble  light ; 
Farewell,  thou  ever  changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night. 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 

In  brighter  flames  array'd  ; 
My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere, 
No  more  demands  thy  aid. 

S  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 
Of  my  divine  abode  ; 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts, 
Where  I  shall  see  my  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display ; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix 
With  that  unvaried  day. 


HYMN  296. 


239 


5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 

Shall  swell  into  my  eyes  ; 
Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline, 
Amidst  those  brighter  skies. 

6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite  ; 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 
With  infinite  delight. 

Doddridge, 


Hymn  CCXCVI.    Common  Metre.  ^  or  b 
Divine  Goodness. 

1  YE  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 

With  songs  of  sacred  praise  ; 
For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care? 

In  him  we  live  and  move ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  well  beloved  Son, 

To  save  our  souls  from  sin  ; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known. 
And  proves  it  all  divine. 

4  To  this  sure  refuge,  Lord,  we  come. 

And  here  our  hope  relies  ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee  ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 


240 


HYMN  297. 


6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  love 
What  honours  shall  we  raise  ; 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above 
Can  render  equal  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

HymnCCXCVII.    Long  Metre.  * 
Blessed  are  the  Poor  in  Spirit. 

1  YE  humble  souls,  complain  no  more  ; 
Let  faith  survey  your  future  store  ; 
How  happy,  how  divinely  blest, 

The  sacred  words  of  truth  attest  ! 

2  When  conscious  grief  laments  sincere, 
And  pours  the  penitential  tear, 

Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes 
A  bright  reversion  in  the  skies. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Despise  your  lot,  your  hopes  deride  ; 
In  vain  they  boast  their  little  stores  ; 
Trifles  are  theirs,  a  kingdom  yours. 

4  A  kingdom  of  immense  delight, 
Where  health  and  peace  and  joy  unite ; 
A  kingdom  which  shall  ne'er  decay, 
Though  earthly  kingdoms  fade  away. 

5  There  shall  your  eyes  with  rapture  view 
The  glorious  Friend  who  died  for  you  ; 
Who  died  to  ransome,  died  to  raise 

To  crowns  of  joy  and  songs  of  praise^ 

6  Jesus,  to  thee  I  breathe  my  prayer  ; 
Confirm  to  me  my  interest  there  ; 
Whatever  be  my  lot  below, 

This,  this  my  soul  desires  to  know 


HYMN  298. 


241 


7  O  let  me  hear  thy  voice  divine 

Pronounce  the  glorious  blessing  mine  ; 
Enroll'd  among  thy  happy  poor, 
My  largest  wishes  ask  no  more. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


Hymn  CCXCVIII.    Common  Metre.  m 
The  Invitation.   Isaiah  W. 

1  "  YE  thirsty  souls,  approach  the  spring 

Where  living  waters  flow  ; 
Free  to  that  sacred  fountain,  all 
Without  a  price  may  go. 

2  "  How  long  to  streams  of  false  delight 

Will  ye  in  crowds  repair  ? 
How  long  your  strength  and  substance- waste 
On  trifles  light  as  air  ? 

3  "  My  stores  afford  those  rich  supplies 

That  health  and  pleasure  give  ; 
Inciine  your  ear,  and  come  to  me  ; 
The  soul  that  hears  shall  live. 

4  "  With  you  a  cov'nant  I  will  make, 

That  ever  shall  endure  ; 
The  hope  which  gladden'd  David's  heart 
My  mercy  hath  made  sure. 

5  "  Behold  he  comes,  your  Leader  comes, 

With  might  and  honour  crown'd  ; 
A  witness  who  shall  spread  my  name 
To  earth's  remotest  bound. 

6  "  See,  nations  hasten  to  his  call 

From  every  distant  shore  ; 
Islands  unknown  shall  bow  to  him, 
And  Israel's  God  adore.  " 

Scotch  Paraphrases* 


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HYMN  299,  300. 


Hymn  CCXCIX.    Common  Metre. 
The  Gospel  Feast. 

1  YE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

Behold  a  royal  feast  I 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest.  m 

2  See  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms, 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  : 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms  y 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room  i 

3  In  Jesus'  condescending  heart 

Both  love  and  pity  meet  ; 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  Come  then,  and  with  his  people  taste 

Tbe  blessings  of  his  love  ; 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

5  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th*  eternal  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  reioice, 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

6  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  ; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

Mrs,  Steele. 

Hymn  CCC.    Common  Metre,    &  or  ^ 
True  and  false  Zeal. 

I  ZEAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame 
The  fire  of  love  supplies  ; 
Whilst  that  which  often  bears  the  name> 
Is  self  but  in  disguise. 


HYMN  30  5. 


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2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 
Can  pity  and  forbear  ; 
The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce  and  wild, 
And  breathes  revenge  and  war, 

S  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 
He  knows  the  woUh  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms* 
Its  party  to  increase. 

4  Zeal  has  attairi'd  its  highest  aim, 

Its  end  is  satisfied, 
If  sinners  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
Nor  seeks  it  aught  beside. 

5  But  self,  however  well  employ'd, 

Has  its  own  ends  in  view  ; 
And  says,  as  boasting  Jehu  cried, 
"  Come,  see  what  I  can  do." 

6  Self  may  its  own  reward  obtain, 

And  be  applauded  here  ; 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

7  This  idol  self,  O  Lord,  dethrone, 

And  from  our  hearts  remove  ; 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown 
But  that  which  springs  from  love. 

Newton". 

~'      Hymn  CCCI.    Short  Metre.  ^ 
Christ  the  Light  of  the  World. 

I  BEHOLD,  the  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
The  chosen  of  the  Lord, 
God's  well-beloved  Son,  fulfils 
The  sure  prophetick  word. 

£  No  royal  pomp  adorns 

Thi»  king  of  righteousness : 


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HYMN  S02. 


Meekness  and  patience,  truth  and  Jove, 

Compose  his  princely  dress. 
S  The  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 

In  rich  abundance  shed, 
On  this  great  Prophet  gently  lights, 

And  rests  upon  his  head. 

4  Jesus,  thou  light  of  men  ! 

Thy  doctrine  life  imparts  : 

0  may  we  feel  its  quick'ning  pow'r 
To  warm  and  glad  our  hearts  I 

5  Cheer'd  by  its  beams,  our  souls 

Shall  run  the  heav'nly  way : 
The  path,  which  Christ  unwearied  trod 
Will  lead  to  endless  day. 

Needhajl 

Hymn  CCCII.  7s.  Metre.  fc> 
Christ's  Invitations.    Matth.  xi.  28. 

1  COME  !  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come  and  make  my  paths  your  choice  ; 

1  will  guide  you  to  your  home  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come  ! 

2  Thou  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn ; 
Long  hast  roam'd  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste  ! 

S  Ye  who,  tost  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain, 
Ye,  whose  swoln  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise ; 

4  Ye  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 
In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn, 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care : 
A  wounded  spirit  who  can  bear  ? 


HYMN  303. 


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5  Sinner,  come  I  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  ev'ry  wound ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure, 

Barbauld. 

Hymn  CCCIIX.    7*.  Metre.  m 
Love  to  God  and  Man. 

1  FATHER  of  our  feeble  race, 
Wise,  beneficent,  and  kind, 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  face. 
Flows  thy  goodness  unconfiu'd  : 
Musing  in  the  silent  grove, 

Or  the  busy  walks  of  men, 

Still  we  trace  thy  wondrous  love, 

Claiming  large  returns  again. 

2  Lord,  what  ofFrings  shall  we  bring, 
At  thine  altars  when  we  bow  ? 
Hearts,  the  pure,  unsullied  spring, 
Whence  the  kind  affections  flow ; 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul, 

By  the  melting  eye  express'd  ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control, 
Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  breast: 

S  Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind, 
Bind  the  wound,  or  feed  the  poor  ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind, 
Charity,  with  lib'ral  store  : 
Teach  us,  O  thou  heav'nly  king, 
Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind, 
Thus  th'  accepted  ofFring  bring, 
Love  to  thee,  and  all  mankind, 

Taylor. 

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HYMN  304,  305. 


Hymn  CCCIV.    Common  Metre. 
Religious  Rretirement. 

1  FAR  from  the  world,  O  Lord  I  I  flee, 

From  strife  and  tumult  far  ; 
From  scenes  where  sin  is  waging  still 
Its  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  pray'r  and  praise  agree  ; 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
O  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  communes  with  her  God  i 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays  ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  guardian  of  my  life, 

Thou  Source  of  light  divine  ; 
And  all  harmonious  names  in  one^ 
My  Father — thou  art  mine  ! 

6  What  thanks  I  owe  thee  !  and  what  love, 

A  vast  and  boundless  store, 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more  ! 

Cowper. 

Hymn  CCCV.    Short  Metre.  \y 

The  Designs  of  Providence  in  the  Changes  and  Revolution! 
of  the  World. 

J  GOD,  to  correct  the  world, 
In  wrath  is  slow  to  rise  ; 


HYMN  306. 


24? 


But  comes  at  length  in  thunder  cloth'd, 
And  darkness  veils  the  skies. 

2  His  banners,  lifted  high, 

The  nation's  God  declare  ; 
And  stain'd  with  blood,  with  terrors  mark'd, 
Spread  wonder  and  despair. 

3  All  earthly  pomp  and  pride 

Are  in  his  presence  lost ; 
Empires  o'erturn'd,  thrones,  sceptres,  crowns. 
In  wild  confusion  tost. 

4  While  war  and  woe  prevail, 

And  desolation  wide  ; 
In  God,  the  sov'reign  Lord  of  all, 
The  righteous  still  confide. 

5  Mysterious  is  the  course 

Of  his  tremendous  way  : 
His  path  is  in  the  trackless  winds, 
And  in  the  foaming  sea.. 

6  Yet,  tho'  now  wrapt  in  clouds, 

And  from  our  view  conceal'd  ; 
The  righteous  Judge  will  soon  appear, 
In  majesty  reveal'd ! 

7  He'U  curb  the  lawless  pow'r, 

The  deadly  wrath  of  man  ; 
And  all  the  windings  will  unfold 
Of  his  own  gracious  plan. 

Jervis,  altered. 

Hymn  CCCVI.    7s.  Metre.  b 
A  penitential  Hymn. 

1  GOD  of  mercy  !  God  of  love  ! 
Hear  our  sad  repentant  song ; 
Sorrow  dwells  on  ev'ry  face, 
Penitence  on  ev'ry  tongue, 


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HYMN  307. 


2  Deep  regret  for  follies  past, 
Talents  wasted,  time  misspent ; 
Hearts  debas'd  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent— * 

3  Foolish  fears  and  fond  desires, 
Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain ; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise. 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain— 

4  These,  and  ev'ry  secret  fault, 

,  Fill'd  with  grief  and  shame  we  own  ; 
Humbled,  at  thy  feet  we  lie, 
Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 

5  God  of  mercy  1  God  of  grace  ! 
Hear  our  sad  repentant  songs  ; 
O  restore  thy  suppliant  race? 
Thou  to  whom  our  praise  belongs  ! 

Taylor. 

Hy^n  CCCVII.    Long  Metre. 
Meekness. 

1  HAPPY  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast. 
Clear  as  the  summer's  evening  ray, 
Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day. 

2  His  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting, 
No  storms  his  peaceful  tent  invade  ; 
He  rests  beneath  th'  almighty  wing, 
Hostile  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  grace  !  all  meek  and  mild, 
Inspire  our  breasts,  our  souls  possess. 
Repel  each  passion  rude  and  wild, 
And  bless  us,  as  we  aim  to  bless. 


HYMN  308,  309. 


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Hymn  CCCVIII,    Long  Metre.  ^ 

Death  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  HE  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinner  dies  ! 
Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 
For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load  ; 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 

A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  I 
The  Lord  of  Glory  dies  for  men  ! 
But  lo,  what  sudden  joys  we  see, 
Jesus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 

4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb  ; 
Jn  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rise  : 
Cherubick  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  Deliv'rer  reigns  ; 
Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains  ! 

6  Say,  live  for  ever,  wondrous  King  ! 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  ; 
Then  ask  the  monster,  where's  thy  sting  ? 
And  where's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  ? 

Watts,  altered. 

Hymn  CCCIX.    Common  Metre.  b 
Blessed  are  the  dead  which  die  in  the  Lord.   Rev.  xiii.  14, 

1  HEAR  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  proclaims 
For  all  the  pious  dead  ; 
Sweet  is  the  savour  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  dying  bed. 


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HYMN  310. 


2  They  sleep  in  Jesus,  and  are  bless'd  ; 
How  calm  their  slumbers  are  ! 
From  sufFrings  and  from  sins  released, 
And  freed  from  ev'ry  care. 

S  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 
They're  present  with  the  Lord ; 
The  labours  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CCCX.    Long'  Metre. 
Christian  Friendship. 

1  HOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  union  sweet  according  minds  ! 
How  swift  the  heav'nly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  are 

one  ! 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
What  jealous  love,  what  holy  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  gen'rous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin  I 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe  ; 
Their  ardent  pray'rs  together  rise 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Together  both  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  face  : 

How  high,  how  strong,  their  raptures  swell. 
There's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 

5  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire 
When  nature  droops  her  sick'ning  fire 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heav'n  of  joy — because  of  love. 

Barbavld- 


HYMN  311,  312. 


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Hymn  CCCXI.    Common  Metre,  x 

Kemember  thy  Creator  in  the  Days  of  thy  Youth.  Eccl. 
xii.  1. 

1  IN  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 

In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrive,  and  trembling  wait 
Its  summons  to  the  tomb  ; 

2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God  ; 

For  him  thy  pow'rs  employ  ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  guide  thy  course 

Through  life's  uncertain  sea  : 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 
Of  bless'd  eternity. 

4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  path  of  heav'nly  truth  : 
The  earth  affords  no  lovelier  sight 
Than  a  religious  youth. 

Salisbury  Collection. 

Hymn  CCCXII.    Short  Metre. 

Christian  Unity. 

1  LET  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  Head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3  Envy  and  strife^  be  gone, 
And  only  kindness  known, 

Where  ail  one  common  Father  have, 
One  common  Master  own, 


252  HYMN  313. 


4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above ; 
Where  springs  of  purest  pleasure  rise, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 


Birmingham  Coll. 


Hymn  CCCXIII.    Hallelujah  Metre.  & 

Fruitful  Showers,  Emblems  of  the  Effects  of  the  Gospel 
Isai.  Iv.  10,  11. 

1  MARK  the  soft-falling  snow, 
And  the  descending  rain  ! 

To  heav'n,  from  whence  it  fell, 
It  turns  not  back  again  ; 

But  waters  earth 

Thro  ev'ry  pore, 

And  calls  forth  all 

Her  secret  store. 

2  Array'd  in  beauteous  green 
The  hills  and  vallies  shine, 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 
By  providence  divine : 

The  harvest  bows 
Its  golden  ears, 
The  copious  seed 
Of  future  years. 

o  So,  saith  the  God  of  grace, 
My  gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  effect 
The  purpose  I  intend  : 

Millions  of  souls 

Shall  feel  its  pow'r, 

And  bear  it  down 

To  millions  more. 

Doddridge. 


HYMN  314,  315. 


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HymnCCCXIV.    Long  Metre.  b 

Things  below  and  Things  above.    Ps.  ciii.  15,  16. 

1  OF  mortal  life  how  short  the  date  ! 

Like  flow'rs,  which  in  their  brightest  state 
With  gaudy  hues  the  fields  adorn, 
But  soon  by  passing  storms  are  torn* 

2  Their  boasted  beauty  reft  away, 
How  quick  the  vernal  blooms  decay  ! 
Each  in  an  hour  its  pride  resigns, 
And  with'ring  in  the  dust  reclines. 

3  So  transient  is  the  life  of  man, 
At  most  a  brief  contracted  span  ; 

It  blooms,  it  fades  ;  and  serves  to  show 
Mow  vain,  how  frail  are  things  below. 

4  To  things  above  with  fix'd  desire 
Then  let  our  better  hopes  aspire  ; 
To  realms,  where,  in  eternal  day, 
Nor  mortals  die,  nor  flow'rs  decay. 

Merrtck. 

Hymn  CCCXV.    Long  Metre. 

Veni  Creator  Spiritus. 

1  OH  !  source  of  uncreated  light  ! 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  rais'd  from  night? 
Come,  visit  ev'ry  pious  mind  ; 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind. 

2  Plenteous  in  grace,  descend  from  high. 
Rich  in  thy  matchless  energy  : 

From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  us  temples  worthy  thee. 

3  Cleanse  and  refine  our  earthly  parts, 
Inflame  and  sanctify  our  hearts, 
Our  frailties  help,  our  vice  control, 
Submit  the  senses  to  the  soul. 

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254 


HYMN  316. 


4  Thrice  holy  fount !  thrice  holy  lire  ! 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire  ; 
Make  us  eternal  truths  receive, 

Aid  us  to  live  as  we  believe. 

5  Chase  from  our  path  each  noxious  foe, 
And  peace,  the  iruit  of  love,  bestow  : 
And,  lest  our  feet  should  step  astray, 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  our  way. 

t)RYDEN. 


Hymn  CCCXVI.    Common  Metre.  ^ 
The  first  and  second  Coming  of  Chris?. 

1  SING  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands  ! 

Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue  ; 
His  new-discover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 

2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  came 

A  guilty  world  to  save  ; 
From  vice  and  error  to  reclaim, 
And  rescue  from  the  grave. 

S  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  day  * 
Joy  through  the  earth  be  seen  ; 
Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  With  pleasure  lift  your  wond'ring  eye% 

Ye  islands  of  the  sea  ! 
Ye  mountains  !  sink  ;  ye  vaHies  !  rise  ; 
Prepare  the  Saviour's  way. 

5  Behold  he  comes  !  he  comes  to  bless 

The  nations  from  their  God  ; 
To  shew  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  send  his  truth  abroad. 

6  Again  he  comes,  with  pow'rful  voice. 

To  wake  the  numerous  dead, 


HYMM  317. 


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And  call  his  churches  to  rejoice 
With  their  exalted  Head. 

7  When  He,  .who  is  our  life,  draws  near, 
And  all  his  glory  view, 
His  faithful  servants  shall  appear 
With  him  in  glory  too. 

Watts. 


Hymn  CCCXVII.    Common  Metre,  b 
The  Instability  of  worldly  Enjoyments. 

1  THE  evils  that  beset  our  path, 

Who  can  prevent  or  cure  ? 
We  stand  upon  the  brink  of  death, 
When  most  we  seem  secure. 

2  Jf  we  to-day  sweet  peace  possess, 

It  soon  may  be  withdrawn  ; 
Some  change  may  plunge  us  in  distress, 
Before  to-morrow's  dawn. 

3  Disease  and  pain  invade  our  health, 

And  find  an  easy  prey  ; 
And  oft,  when  least  expected,  wealth 
Takes  wings  and  flies  away. 

4  The  grounds  from  which  we  look  for  fruit 

Produce  us  often  pain  ; 
A  worm  unseen  attacks  the  root, 
And  all  our  hopes  are  vain. 

5  Since  sin  has  fili'd  the  earth  with  woe, 

And  creatures  fade  and  die  ; 
Lord,  wean  our  hearts  from  things  below. 
And  fix  dur  hopes  on  high  \ 


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HYMN  318,  319. 


Hymn  CCCXVIII.    Short  Metre,  m 

Light  and  Deliverance. 

1  THE  trav'ller,  lost  in  night, 

Breathes  many  a  longing  sigh, 
And  marks  the  welcome  dawn  of  light, 
With  rapture  in  his  eye, 

2  Thus  sweet  the  dawn  of  day 

Which  weary  sinners  find, 
When  mercy  with  reviving  ray 

Beams  o'er  the  fainting  mind. 
To  slaves  opprest  with  chains, 

How  kind,  how  dear  the  friend, 
Whose  gen'rous  hand  relieves  their  painsj 

And  bids  their  sorrows  end  ! 

4  Thus  dear  that  Friend  divine, 

Who  rescues  captive  souls  ; 
Unbinds  the  galling  chains  of  sin, 
And  all  its  power  controls. 

5  My  God  !  to  gospel  light 

My  dawn  of  hope  I  owe  ; 
Once,  wandering  in  the  shades  of  night, 
And  sunk  in  hopeless  woe. 

6  Thy  hand  redeem'd  the  slave, 

And  set  the  pris'ner  free  : 
Be  all  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 
Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 

Mrs.  Steele,  altered. 

Hymn  CCCXIX.    Common  Metre.  ^ 
For  a  Fast  Day. 
1  WHEN  Abra'm,  full  of  sacred  awe, 
Before  Jehovah  stood, 
And,  with  an  humble  fervent  pray'r3 
For  guilty  Sodom  su'd  ; 


HYMN  320. 


2  With  what  succes,  what  wondrous  grace* 

Was  his  petition  crown'd  I 
The  Lord  would  spare,  if  in  the  place 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 

3  And  could  a  single  pious  soul 

So  rich  a  boon  obtain  ? 
Good  God  i  and  shall  a  nation  cry. 
And  plead  with  thee  in  vain  ? 

4  Our  country,  guilty  as  she  is, 

Her  num'rous  saints  can  boast  ; 
See  their  united  pray'rs  ascend  ; 
And  shall  these  pray'rs  be  lost  ? 

5  Are  not  the  righteous  dear  to  thee 

Now,  as  in  ancient  times  I 
Or  does  this  sinful  land  exceed 
Gomorrah  in  her  crimes  ? 

6  Still  we  are  thine,  we  bear  thy  name, 

Here  ye:  is  thine  abode  : 
Long  has  thy  presence  blest  our  land 
Forsake  us  not,  O  God  i 

7  O  may  our  people,  rulers,  priests, 

Thy  choicest  blessings  share  ; 
And  know  thee  by  that  glorious  name, 
"  The  God  who  heareth  pray'r  !** 

West  Boston  Coil. 

Hymn  CCCXX.    Long  Metre.  b 

Humility. 

I  WHEREFORE  should  man,  frail  child  of 
Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud,  [clay, 
Lives  but  the  insect  of  a  day — 
O  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud  ? 
42* 


258 


HYMN  321, 


2  His  brightest  visions  just  appear, 
Then  vanish,  and  no  more  are  found ; 
The  stateliest  pile  his  pride  can  rear 
A  breath  may  level  with  the  ground. 

3  By  doubt  perplex'd,  in  error  lost, 
With  trembling  step  he  seeks  his  way  \ 
How  vain  of  wisdom's  gifts  the  boast  I 
Of  reason's  lamp  how  faint  the  ray  ! 

A  Follies  and  crimes,  a  countless  sum, 
Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span  : 
How  ill,  alas,  does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man  $ 

5  God  of  my  life,  Father  divine  ! 
Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  : 
In  modest  worth  O  let  me  shine, 
And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find, 

Enfield. 

Hymn  CCCXXI,    7s.  Metre.  J> 
Close  of  the  Year. 

1  WHILE  by  calm  reflection  led, 
We  review  each  passing  year, 
Think  how  many  souls  are  fled, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here  ! 

2  Fix'd  in  an  eternal  state, 
They  have  now  no  cares  below  ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait  ; 

But  how  little,  none  can  know. 

3  Life  how  frail  I  how  fleeting  breath  I 
Fate  stands  threat'ning  still  in  view  ; 
And  the  next  dread  bolt  of  death 
May  be  sent  to  me  or  you. 

4  While  we  speak,  and  while  we  hear, 
Teach  us,  Lord,  with  awe  to  thinjk, 


HYMN  322. 


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That  eternity  is  near, 

We  are  standing  on  the  brink. 

$  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Quick,  the  destin'd  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind  : 

,6  So  our  brief  and  transient  days 
To  their  end  speed  swiftly  on  ; 
Soon  we  pass  life's  little  space, 
Here  to-day,  to-morrow  gone. 

?  Lord  our  humble  vows  receive 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  by  thy  grace  to  live, 
With  eternity  in  view. 

8  Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old  ; 
Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
And,  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 
Take  us  to  thy  bliss  above  I 

Olney  Hymns. 

Hymn  CCCXXII.    Long  Metre,  b 
Hymn  in  Time  of  War. 

1  WHILE  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around. 
And  death  and  ruin  strew  the  ground  ; 
To  thee  wc  look,  on  thee  we  call, 

The  parent  and  the  lord  of  all  ! 

2  Thou,  who  hast  stamp'd  on  human  kind 
The  image  of  a  heav'n-born  mind, 
And  in  a  father's  wide  embrace 

Hast  cherish'd  all  the  kindred  race  \ 

3  O  see,  with  what  insatiate  rage 
Thy  sons  their  impious  battles  wage  ; 
How  spreads  destruction  like  a  flood, 
And  brothers  sbed  their  brothers'  blood.  J 


260 


HYMN  323. 


4  See  guilty  passions  spring  to  birth, 
And  deeds  of  hell  deform  the  earth  ; 
While  righteousness  and  justice  mourn  ; 
And  love  and  pity  droop  forlorn. 

5  Great  God  !  whose  powerful  hand  can  bin4 
The  raging  waves,  the  furious  wind, 

O  bid  the  human  tempest  cease, 

And  hush  the  madd'ning  world  to  peace, 

6  With  rev'rence  may  each  hostile  land 
Hear  and  obey  that  high  command, 
Thy  Son's  blest  errand  from  above, 

"  My  creatures,  live  in  mutual  love  !" 

Aikeit. 

Hymn  CCCXXIII.  Common  Metre,  $g  or  5 
Brotherly  kindness  from  the  precept  and  example  of  Christ* 

1  YE  folPwers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Who  round  his  table  draw  ! 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
What  his  peculiar  law. 

2  The  love,  which  all  his  bosom  fill'd, 

Did  all  his  actions  guide  ; 
Inspir'd  by  love,  he  liv'd  and  taught, 
Inspir'dby  love,  he  died. 

3  And  do  you  love  him  ?  do  you  feel 

Your  warm  affections  move  ? 
This  is  the  proof  \$  hich  he  demands, 
That  you  each  other  love. 

Birmingham  Collection, 


ASCRIPTIONS  AND  BENEDICTIONS, 


EOUNDED  ON  TEXTS  OF  SCRIPTURE  ;  TO  BE  SUNG  AT 
THE  END  OF  PSALMS  AND  HYMNS,  IN  VARIOUS 
METRES. 


I. 

Common  Mevre. — single. 

Phi!,  iv.  7. 

MAY  peace,  which  from  the  Lord  proceeds, 

Which  Christ  alone  imparts, 
Which  human  knowledge  far  exceeds, 

Preserve  and  keep  our  hearts* 

II. 

Psalm  xxviii,  9. 

Lord,  bless  thy  people,  who  to  thee 

Do  all  their  safety  owe  ; 
Feed  thou  thy  flock,  and  raise  them  up 

When  they  are  fallen  low. 

Unknown . 

ill. 

Rev.  v.  13. 

Blessing  and  honour,  glory,  power, 

By  ail  in  earth  and  heaven, 
To  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 

And  to  the  Lamb  be  given. 

Tate. 

IV. 
Another. 

To  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 

The  God  whom  we  adore  ; 
And  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  glory  evermore. 

Scotch  Paraphrases. 


262 


ASCRIPTIONS,  8cc. 


V. 

Common  Metre. — double. 

Phil.  ii.  10,  11. 

Let  every  creature  bow  the  head 

To  God's  exalted  Son  ; 
Since  God  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead. 

And  plac'd  him  on  his  throne. 

Let  every  mortal  tongue  confess 

That  Jesus  is  the  Lord  ; 
Thus  when  the  Saviour's  name  we  bless, 

The  Father  is  ador'd. 

VI. 

Hebrews  xiii.  20,  21. 

Now  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
Who  from  the  shades  of  death 

Restor'd  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep 
To  draw  immortal  breath, 

Enrich  our  souls  with  every  grace, 

That  we  may  do  his  will ; 
And  all  that's  pleasing  in  his  sight," 

Inspire  us  to  fulfil, 

Rippon's  Collection. 

VII. 

Rev.  i.  6. 

To  him,  v/ho  wash'd  us  from  our  sins 

In  his  own  precious  blopd  ; 
And  made  us  kings  and  priests,  before 

His  Father  and  his  God ; 

To  him  who  died  and  rose  again, 

Be  glory  ever  given ; 
And  may  his  wide  dominion  spread 

Throughout  the  earth  and  heaven. 


ASCRIPTIONS,  Sec. 


2  63 


VIII. 

Rev.  v.  9,  10. 
Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  wast  slain, 

To  open  every  seal, 
And  from  the  book  of  God's  decrees 

His  counsels  to  reveal. 

Thou  hast  redeem'd  us  by  thy  blood, 

From  sin  hast  set  us  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 

And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

Partly  from  W A tts. 

Long  MtifRE. — single. 
I. 

Matt.  xxi.  9. 

HOSANNA*  to  king  David's  Son, 
Who  reigns  on  a  superior  throne  ; 
We  bless  the  Prince  of  heavenly  birth, 
Who  brought  salvation  down  to  earth. 

Watts, 

II. 

I.  Tim.  i.  17. 
Now  to  the  great  eternal  King, 
Th*  immortal  God,  we  mortals  sing, 
God  only  wise  we  glorify, 
Invisible  to  mortal  eye. 

S.  D. 

III. 

I.  Tim.  \i.  15,  16. 
To  him  who  dwells  in  heavenly  light, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  human  sight, 

*  The  won]  Hosanna  signifies,  "  Save,  we  beseech  thee 
Jt  is  an  ascription  of  honour  to  Christ  as  our  Saviour. 


2.64  ASCRIPTIONS,  Sec. 


The  King  supreme,  the  Lord  of  heaven, 
Be  endless  praise  and  honour  given. 

IV. 

II.  Thess.  ii.  16,  17. 
May  God  the  Father,  and  his  Son, 
From  whom  all  love  and  grace  proceed, 
Comfort  our  hearts,  and  'stablish  us 
In  every  virtuous  word  and  deed. 

V. 

Long  Metre. — six  li^es. 

Jade,  ver.  24,  2o. 

To  him  whose  wisdom,  love  and  power 
Preserves  us  in  temptation's  hour, 
Who  will  present  our  souls  complete 
Before  the  glory  of  his  seat  ; 
To  God,  our  Saviour,  only  wise, 
Let  songs  of  praise  and  honour  rise. 

All  Sevens  Metre. 

II.  Cor.  xiii.  14. 

MAY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  holy  Spirit's  favour 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

Newt  o  :t  » 

Short  Metre. 
t 

Horn.  xvi.  25,  27. 

TO  God  the  only  wise, 

Who  keeps  us  by  his  word, 

Be  glory  now  and  evermore, 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. 


i 

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ASCRIPTIONS,  Sec.  26$ 


IE 

II.  Cor.  xiii.  14. 
The  grace  of  Christ  our  Lord, 

The  Father's  boundless  love, 
The  Spirit's  blest  communion,  too. 

Be  with  us  from  above. 

III. 

Mat  xxi.  9 — John  i.  14. 
Hosanna  to  the  Word, 

Who  from  the  Father  came  ; 
Ascribe  salvation  to  the  Lord, 

And  ever  bless  his  name. 

Hallelujah  Metre. 
I. 

I.  John  iv.  19— Gal.  iii.  13— Col.  i.  12. 
TO  him  who  lov'd  us  first, 
Before  the  world  began, 
To  him  who  bore  the  curse 
To  save  rebellious  man : 
To  him  who  forms 

Our  souls  for  heaven, 
Be  endless  praise 
And  glory  given. 

Watts. 

II. 

Mat  xxi.  9— Acts  v.  13— Phil.  ii.  11. 
Hosanna  to  the  King 
Of  David's  royal  blood ; 
Behold,  he  comes  to  bring 
Forgiving  grace  from  God : 
Upon  his  head 

Shall  honours  rest, 
And  every  tongue 
Pronounce  him  blest. 

*3  Watts. 


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III. 

Heb.  i.  6 — Rev.  v.  11,  12. 
With  angels  round  the  throne5 
And  saints  wl;o  dwell  above* 
We  join  to  praise  die  Son, 
And  sing  his  wondrous  lore. 
Worthy  the  Lamb, 

Who  once  was  slain, 
O'er  heaven  and  earth 
To  live  and  reign* 

IV. 

3fc  Cor.  xv.  47— Col.  i.  18— Acts  v.  Si. 
To  Christ  the  Lord  from  heaven, 
The  first-born  from  the  dead  ; 
The  Prince  of  life,  be  glory  given,, 
And  wide  his  kingdom  spread  i 
Through  earth's  extent 

His  honours  raise  ; 
And  all  consent 
His  name  to  praise. 


SINCE  the  death  of  my  brother,  the  late  Dr.  Joiitf 
Clarke,  I  think  I  am  at  liberty  to  say,  that  many  of  the 
variations  and  additions  in  this  Collection  of  Psalms  and 
Hymns,  where  either  made  or  suggested  by  him  ;  that  the 
alteration  of  the  149th  Psalm  was  altogether  his  own ;  and 
that  the  whole  work  passed  under  his  critical  eye  and  cor- 
recting hand  before  it  went  to  the  press.  For  this,  and  for 
many  other  acts  of  Christian  friendship,  his  memory  will 
«vcr  be  precious  to  me, 

J.  B. 

May,  31,1798. 


INDEX  to  the  Matter  of  each  PSALM  and 
HYMN. 

p,  stands  for  Psalm,  h.  for  Hymn.  The  figures  refer  not 
to  the  Pages,  bat  to  the  number  of  each  Psalm  and 
Hymn. 

A. 

ABRAHAM,  the  Promise  to  him  fulfilled,  p  105 
extended  to  the  Gentiles,  \\  74,  Mi 
Adam  the  first  and  second,  p  8  h  291 
Adoption,  h  35 

Affliction,  p  119,  12th  part,  14th  part 

the  cure  of  folly,  h  1 64 

Divine  Goodness  in,  h  190 

Submission  to,  h  214 
Age,  Consolations  of,  p  71  h  55 
American  Revolution,  p  75 
Angels,  their  Ministry  to  Christ,  h  211 
Song,  h  104 

Worship,  p  103,  4th  part. 
B. 

BAPTISM,  hy  Immersion,  h  127 

of  Infants,  h  111,  15-9,  221,  252 
Beatitudes  h  37 
Better  part,  h  36 

Blessings,  Spiritual,  p  81,  106.  h  107 

and  Temporal,  p  139,  4th  part 

Body  Frail,  h  147 

wonderfully  made,  p  139,  5th  part. 

c> 

CANAAN,  heavenly,  p  107 

Lost,  p  95 
Captivity,  p  137 

Charity,  p  S7,  41,  112.  h  39,  121,  135,  145,  192 

Greater  than  Faith  or  Hope,  h  149 
Child,  Death  of,  h  152,  228 
Children  devoted  to  God,  h  252 

Religious  education  of,  p  78 
Christ's  regard  to,  h  221 
OHRIST,  his  Ascension,  p  24,  68  h  17,  105 

Seen  of  Angels,  h  211 

Branch  of  David,  h  6 

Bread  of  Life,  h  151 

Bridegroom  of  the  Church,  p  45 

his  Cross  our  glory,  h  21,  274 

his  Commission,  h  101,  253 

his  Compassion,  h  138,  18^  292 

kis  Conquest  and  Triumph,  h  163,  259 


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INDEX. 


CHRIST,  his  first  and  second  coming  h  316 
his  Death  and  Resurrection  h  308 
his  Eternity,  p  102,  294 
his  Example,  p  109.  h  14,  167 
hi*  Exaltation,  p  2.  h  17,  62 
his  Gentleness,  h  251 
his  Grace  and  Glory,  h  187 
the  Head  of  his  church,  h  159 
his  Humiliation,  h  239 
the  Image  of  God,  h  244 
his  Incarnation,  h  22 
his  Intercession,  h  1 85 
his  Invitation,  h  46 
his  Kingdom,  p  2,  72,  98.  h  194 
the  King  of  saints,  h  48 
the  Lamb  of  God,  h  30,  44 

our  Life,  h  271,  280 

the  Light  of  the  world,  h  301 

his  Mission  and  Sacrifice,  p  40 

the  Morning  star,  h  6 

his  Nativity,  h  31,  104,  223,  282 

his  Obedience  to  death,  p  69 

his  Offices  and  names,  h  140 

Opening  the  sealed  book,  h  9 

Precious  in  life  and  death,  h  133 

his  Pre-existence,  and  incarnation,  h  27 

his  Priesthood,  p  110  h  188 

the  Physician  of  the  soul,  h  50 

a  Prince  and  Saviour,  h  62 

his  Resurrection,  p  2,  16  h  2,  17,  29, 105 

Salvation  by  him,  p  85  h  138 

the  same  yesterday,  to-day  and  for  ever,  h  294 

a  Shepherd,  h  247 

the  Sight  of  him  in  heaven,  h  51 

the  Spirit  his  gift,  p  68,  72 

our  Strength  and  righteousness,  p  71 

his  Sufferings  and  glory,  p  22,  69  h  126 

the  Sun  of  righteousness,  p  19  h  87 

the  Supreme  beauty,  h  225 

his  Victory  and  dominion,  h  264 

the  Victory  of  his  death,  h  17,  105 

the  Way  to  God,  h  130 

the  Wisdom  of  God,  h  222 
Christian's  Farewell,  h  295 

Race,  h  25,  175 

Unity  Christian,  h  312 
Church,  the  Birth-place  of  Saints,  p  87 
the  Bride  of  Christ,  p  45  h  137 


INDEX. 


269 


'Church  Jewish  and  Christian  compared,  p  132 

its  Glory  and  defence,  h  95 

our  Safety  and  delight,  p  27, 93  h  110,  198 
Citizen  of  Zion,  p  15 
Colonies  Planted  and  punished,  p  10? 
Common  Mercies,  h  90 
Compassion  and  Forgiveness,  h  1 21 

for  Sinful  men,  p  119,  5th  part  , 
Complaint  and  Hope,  p  143 
Communion  with  Christ,  h  258 

with  God,  h  203,  210 
Condescension  of  God,  p  8,  113  h  250 
Confession  and  pardon,  p  32  h  174 

Confidence  in  God,  p  7,  18,  27,  28,  SI,  34,  52,  56,  57,  146 

h  89,  275 
Conscience,  Testimony  of,  h  243 

Peace  of,  h  283 
Consolation  in  Christ  h  138 
in  Death,  p  38 
in  Providence,  p  77 
Conviction  of  sin,  h  154 
Contrite  heart,  h  206 
Corruption  Moral,  p  12,  14,  53 
Contentment,  p  131 

Covenant  of  Grace,  p  89  h  129,  169,  236 
Creation  Old  and  New,  p  8  h  20,  217 

and  Providence,  p  33  h  61,  85,  132,  160 
Creatures  vain  and  God  all-sufficient,  p  33,  62 
their  voice  proclaiming  God,  p  104. 

D. 

DARKNESS,  Walking  in,  h  103 
Death,  p  38,  39,  88,  89,  90  h  153 

the  End  of  the  Christian's  course,  h  49,  238 

and  the  Resurrection,  h  287 

Triumph  over,  h  15,  270,  309 
Decency,  h  33 
Devotion,  h  284 

by  day  and  night,  p  1,  134 
Direction,  Divine,  asked,  p  25 
Discipline,  Fatherly,  h  108,  273. 
Distress  relieved,  n  31,  40, 126,  142 

Faith  in  Time  of,  h  224 
Doubts  and  fears  suppressed,  p  3. 

E. 

ENEMIES,  Complaint  against,  p  120 

Deliverance  from,  p  54,  59,  70  >  1^4,  126,  140 
Love  to,  p  109  h  66 
43* 


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INDEX. 


Envy  cured,  p  37 
Evening,  p  4  h  125,  201. 

F. 

FAITH  Correcting  impatience,  p  55 

Encouraged,  p  9 

Living  and  Dead,  h  166 

in  the  Names  of  God,  h  226 

in  the  Promise  of  Salvation,  h  28 

in  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice,  h  16$ 

in  a  Time  of  distress,  h  224 

Triumphant,  h  286 
Walking  by,  h  63 
Family  duties  and  blessings,  p  128 

religion,  p  101 
Fast  in  Av  ar,  p  20,  44,  h  319 
Fear  of  God,  h  82 
Feast,  Gospel,  h  114,  118,  234,299 
Forgiveness  sough  t,  p  25 

to  debtors,  h  121 
to  enemies,  h  06 
Fortitude,  li  13 
Friendship,  Christian,  h  310 
Funeral  thought,  h  99. 

G 

GOD,  his  all-seeing  eye,  p  139,  2d  pt  6th  pt 
All-sufficient,  p  S3,  62,  73 
his  Approbation  of  the  Just,  p  2 
his  Care  of  his  people,  p  76 
his  Compassion  to  sinners,  h  182 
his  Condescension,  p  8, 113  h  250 
cur  creator,  p  139,  3d  parth  172 
his  Eternity,  p  90 
Exalted  above  all  praise,  h  58 
his  Eternal  counsels,  h  141 
his  Faithfulness,  h  111,  159 

hisGoodne3s,  p  36,  56,  57,  66,  68,  145,  146  h  59,  83, 

158,  254,  296 
liis  Greatness  and  goodness,  p  86 
hh  Grace  in  Christ,  h  218 
his  Holiness  and  sovereignty,  p  93,  97 
his  Incomprehensibility,  h  41,  42 
his  Justice,  p  11,  18,  68  h  117 
Known  by  his  works,  p  19,  136  h  92 
his  Majesty,  p  29 
his  Mercy  in  judgment,  p  103 
his  various  Names,  h  226 
his  Name  proclaimed  to  Moses.  »  19 


INDEX. 


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GOD,  his  Perfections  and  works,  pill,  136,  145 

our  portion  and  hope,  p  73  h  128 

his  Power,  p  66,  93,  145  h  117 

his  Presence  mortifying  us  to  the  world,  h  43 

his  Regard  to  our  weakness,  p  103 

our  Shepherd,  p  23 

the  Searcher  of  hearts,  p  139,  6th  part 

Transforming  vision'of,  p  17 

his  Unity  and  sovereignty,  p  135  h  54 

his  Unchangeableness,  p  102,  106  h  86 

his  Universal  presence,  p  139,  1st  part 

his  Wisdom,  p  111,  139,  3d  pt  h  8,  254 
Good  out  of  Evil,  h  202 
Gospel,  not  ashamed  of  it,  h  122 

Blessed,  p  89  h  131 

its  Excellency,  h  75 

its  Power  and  trfumph,  h  163,  313 

its  success,  h  65,  88 
Grace  and  Glory,  p  97 
Gratitude,  p  91  h  57,  78,  170,  266,  267 
Grave  destroyed,  h  262 
Gravity  in  deportment,  h  33 

H 

HAPPINESS  in  God,  p  3 

and  Misery,  p  1,  37 
Heaven,  p  24  h  45,  47,  180,  238 

Longing  for,  h  193 
Holiness,  p  34  119,  10th  and  llth  pts  h  229 
Hope,  p  43  h  173,230,293 
House  of  prayer,  h  84 
Humility,  p  131  h  73,  250,  320 
Hypocrisy,  p  50  h  76,  248 

IDOLATRY,  p  115,135 
Ignorance  of  man,  h  32 
Imitation  of  God's  goodness,  h  83 
Impatience,  p  55 
Influence,  Divine,  h  171,  315 
Insurrection,  p  64 
Intemperance,  p  107,  3d  pt 
Intercession  of  Christ,  h  185 

Invitation  to  communion,  h  10,  21,  114,  118,  134,  234,  299 

of  Mercy,  h  302 
Israel's  Journey,  p  106,107,  Istpt  114» 

JACOB'S  vow,  h  205 


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Jerusalem,  New,  165 
Joy,  Heavenly,  h  47 

and  Gratitude,  h  57 
Jubilee,  h  40,  162 
Judgment,  Final,  p  50  h  279 
Justice,  h  120 

of  God,  pi  8. 

K. 

KINGDOM  of  Christ,  p  98  h  194,264 
Knowledge  of  God,  p  119,  9th  part. 

L. 

Law  and  Gospel,  h  235 

life,  its  Shortness,  p  90  h  116,  231,  314 

its  Value,  h  153 
Light  and  Deliverance,  h  318 
Looking  at  things  unseen,  h  288 
Lord's  Day,  p  5,  19  63,  92,  118,  122  h  2,  18,  24,  157, 
263 
Prayer,  h  66 

Supper,  h  134,  242,  258,  260 
Love,  Brotherly,  p  133  h  72,  196 
mutual  of  Christians,  h  323 
of  God  to  the  Church,  h  186 
to  God,h  97 — and  man,  h  249,  303 
to  the  Saviour,  ardent,  h  52. 

M 

MAGISTRATES  warned,  p  82,  94 
Marriage,  p  128,  h  177,  289 

of  the  Lamb,  h  10 
Meditation,  h  lf>8 
Meekness,  h  108,  307 
Mercy  before  sacrifice,  h  248,  281 
Michael  and  the  Dragon,  h  146. 
Ministers  ordained,  h  70,  237,  253.   See  Gospel 

Watchmen,  h  107 

their  death,  h  115,  184 

their  Fidelity  rewarded,  h  237 

their  Sickness,  h  204 
Moderation,  h  96 
Morning,  h  201 
Mortification,  h  43 
Moses  and  the  Lamb,  Song  of,  h  109 
and  Christ,  h  235. 

N. 

NATIONAL  blessings,  p  85 
Nature,  Beauties  of,  p  147  h  12 


INDEX, 


Nature  God  of,  h  92  ( 

and  Scripture,  p  19 

Voice  of,pl9  h  158,  241. 
New  Birth,  h  261. 

o. 

OBEDIENCE,  d  22  h  195 
Obligations  and  Privileges,  h  53 
Oppression,  p  10 
Ordinances,  h  26. 

P 

PARDON,  p  130  h  113,  276 

Patience,  h  212 

Peace  and  consolation,  h  213 

and  Plenty,  p  144 

and  War,  p  46 
Penitence,  h  306 
Persecution,  p  83  h  1 
Pillar  in  the  heavenly  Temple,  h  7 
Poor  in  Spirit,  h  297 
Praise  from  all  Creatures,  p  148 

without  ceasing  h  79 

to  Christ,  h  30,  93 

for  Deliverance,  p  116 

for  Divine  Goodness,  p  68,  100,  103,  136,  146,  h  124 
Praise  Universal,  p  47,  67,  96,  108, 117,  138,  150 
Prayer,  p  95 

Heard,  p  30,  66,  102 

Importunate,  h  209 

Universal,  h  67 
Preparation  for  Worship,  h  64 
Pride,  h  12 

Prisoners  relieved,  p  107 
Privileges  and  Obligations,  h  53 
Prodigal  Son,  h  34 

Promise  to  Believers  and  their  Children,  h  1^9,  252 
Prosperity  and  Adversity,   h  216 

Dangerous,  p  73,  h  179 

from  God,  p  127 
Protection  Divine,  p  90,  91,  121,  138,  144,  256,  35f 

in  Foreign  Countries,  h  106 
Providence,  p  S6,  61,  65,  74,  104, 136  h  81,  160 
Ancient,  p  77 

in  convulsions  of  the  world,  h  305 
its  Justice,  p  11 
Mysterious,  h  80 
over  Man  and  Beast,  h  232,  254 
Prudence,  h  68,  208. 


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INDEX. 


QUICKENING  Grace,  p  119,  13th  part. 

R. 

RACE,  Christian,  h  25, 175 
Rain,  p  65,  104,  135  h  69 

Divine  influence  compared  to,  p  72 
Reaniraation,  p  88  h  285 
Recovery  from  sickness,  p  30,  118  h  155 
Redemption,  h  156 
Relief  from  distress,  p  31 
Religion  vain  without  Love,  h  91 

Gratitude  its  spring,  h  170 
its  Pleasures,  h  278 
in  Youth,  h  94,311 
Repentance,  p  32,  515  119,  3d  pt  130  h  34, 115,  293 

and  hope,  h  173,  276 
Reproof,  Brotherly,  p  141 
Resignation^  91  h  202,  231 

in  Death,  k  265 
Rest  to  weary  souls,  h  46 
Resolutions,  Holy,  p  119,  11th  part  h  3 
Resurrection,  p  17,  71,  89  h  38,  112,  287 

of  Christ,  p  16,  h  2, 17,  29, 105 

of  the  Martyrs,  h  240 
Retirement,}!  168,  304 
Reverence  of  God,  p  99 
Revolution,  American,  p  75 
Riches,  their  vanity,  p  49 
Righteous,  their  happiness,  p  1,  37,  106 
Rulers,  wicked,  p94. 

8. 

SABBATH,  eternal,  li  157 
Safety  in  God,  p  61.    See  Confidence 
Saints,  departed,  their  blessedness,  h  98 
Salvation,  p  855  118,  h  28 

by  Grace,  h  189,220 
Savages,  Deliverance  from,  p  59 
Scripture.    See  word  of  God 
Seamen's  Prayer,  p  104,  2d  pt  107,  4th  pt  h  106 
Seasons,  changing,  p  147,  148 

fruitful,  p  65  h  69 
Self  dependence,  h  81 

examination,  p  26,  h  246 
Serpent,  Brazen,  h  227 
Shepherd,  God's  character,  p  23 

Christ's  character,  h  247 
Sickness,  p  0,  30,  176 


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Sinai  and  Sion,U183,  233 
Sincerity,  p  18,  h  150 

and  Hypocrisy,  h  76 
Sons  of  God,  h  181 
S  pirit  of  God,  p  68,  72,  h  60 

its  Influences,  b  277 
Spiritual  blessings  and  punishments,  p  81 
Spring,  h  119,268 
Storm.    See  Thunder 
Strength  and  joy,  p  138 

from  God,  h  269 
Submission,  p  123  h  11, 178,  200,  214 
Syro-Phenician  woman,  h  5. 

T. 

TABLE  in  the  wilderness,  p  78 
Te  Deum,  h  197 
Tempest    See  Thunder 
the  Last,  h.  279 
Temptation,  p  13  h  23 
Thanksgiving,  p  18,  78,  149 
Thief  Penitent,  h  290 
Thirsting  after  God,  h  272 
Thunder  p  29,  104,  1st  part,  135  h  143,  156 
Time  redeemed,  h  77,  207 
Treasure  in  earthen  vessels,  h  115 
Trial  and  Safety,  p  125 

of  Virtue,  h  215 
Truth,  h  123  . 

Tyrants  and  Oppressors,  p  58. 

u 

UNBELIEF,  p  95 
Uncharitable  judgment,  h  8 
Union  of  Christ  and  his  church,  h  137 
Universal  prayer,  h  67. 

V 

VICTORY,  p  18 

over  Death,  h  270 

and  Dominion  of  Christ,  h  264- 
Vineyard  of  God,  p  80 
Virtues  of  a  Christian,  p  15,  119, 1st  part 

Trial  of,  h  215 
Vision  of  the  Lamb,  h  9 
Volume  of  Nature  and  Scripture,  p  tSfc 

W. 

WAR,  p  20,  44,  h  322 
and  Peace,  p  46 


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INDEX. 


"WAR,  Disappointment  in,  p  60 

Devastation  of,  p  79 
Warrior  Christian,  h  102 
Watchfulness  and  Prayer,  h  4 

and  Reproof,  p  141 
Wicked,  their  misery,  p  1,  37 
Winter,  p  147,  148  h  191 
Wisdom  Divine,  h  61 

Voice  of,  h  100,  255 
Ways  of,  h  199 
Word  of  God,  Delight  in  it,  p  119,  6th,  7th,  8th  parts 
its  Excellency,  p  19,  h  71, 142 
Instruction  from  it,  p  119,  4th  part 
Works,  Good,  p  16,  37 
World  vanity  of,  h  317 

Worship,  Publick,  p  42,  48, 63,  65,  84,  89, 95, 99*  122,  h  64 

Y. 

YEAR,  New,  h  16,  56,  219 

last  day  of,  h  321 
Youth,  p  119,  2d  part. 

z. 

ZEAL,  true  and  false,  h  S00 

Zion,  its  beauties  and  pleasures,  p  138 


OCCASIONAL  PSALMS  AND  HYMNS. 

ASCENSION  day,  p  24,  68,  h  17,  105 
Christmas,  h  31,  104,  223,  282 

Communion,  h  21,  114,  118,  126,  132,  134,  161,  234,  236, 

242,  258,260,  274,  299 
Easter,  p  2,  16,  h  2,  17,  29,  105 
Good  Friday,  p  22,  69,  h  126,  274 
Humane  Society    See  Reanimation 
Ordination.    See  Ministers 
Whitsunday,  p  68,  72  h  60,  278 


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